I saw this the other day on Pinterest, and it made me think of how Nick and I met. Back in the day, we used to go to this boxing class. And, as some of you know, the Stephens fam are super sweaters, so by the end of class, I looked like a wet dog. Not cute. Somehow I still managed to catch Nick's eye, and I knew he was a keeper when he was able to see past the sweat and runny mascara. Even to this day he thinks I'm beautiful when I feel like I look my absolute worst. Seriously so thankful for that dude and the love that he pours on me every day.
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