Our story
How we got here
We met in a queue for coffee in Ari, on an ordinary Tuesday morning. Tan let Lily go ahead of him because she was running late for work. She has been early for almost nothing since, and he has stopped minding.
Seven years on, we are getting married in the garden of the old teak house Tan's grandmother grew up in — under the same rain tree we were sitting beneath the evening he asked.
There will be far too many flowers, more food than anyone can finish, and a fair chance of rain. Please come anyway.