It all started with a swipe and a spark

or more precisely, a message from Kelsey asking if Guillaume’s name was “François” (spoiler: it wasn’t, but he let it slide because she was cute and pronounced his name right on the first try).

From debating the superiority of lemons in pasta (Kelsey: obsessed; Guillaume: impressed), to scheming how to get a vaccine during lockdown (ideas ranged from dressing up as a nurse to pretending to be Jewish), our conversations quickly spiralled into deep dives on politics, skincare, the French administrative abyss, astrology (Scorpio + Libra = fire and chaos), and which falafel place reigned supreme in the Marais.

He hated fresh tomatoes (she questioned his Italian roots), she loved his ridiculous historical rants and random talents (he’s a Libra who cooks, plumbs, and flies planes — what?), and somewhere between bike rides, offbeat audio notes, and endless teasing, we fell for each other.

Our story isn’t just about opposites attracting — it’s about two sharp minds, a ridiculous amount of memes, and a shared talent for turning every little moment into something unforgettable. If you ask us why we’re getting married, it’s simple: because no one else would ever put up with our weirdness — and no one else could possibly make us laugh this much, every single day.