Who Really Wants A Photograph Of Their Marriage Proposal?
Three weeks ago, I got engaged to my boyfriend of 3 1/2 years. We drove to a hilltop hotel in upstate New York for the weekend, and, as the sun was setting, he got down on one knee, took a box out of his back pocket, and did the deed. Yeah, it was romantic and exciting. It was also fucking scary. And private... which…

