One hot and humid mid-winter’s night in Austin, Texas, El and Dyl separately had a wild hair and decided it was high time to paint the town a dusty red. Both ended up under the bright lights of the Barbarella dance floor, flailing like jellyfish and saluting imaginary generals, as no one else had the hutzpah to join their bizarre dance party. But as soon as they locked eyes, they immediately joined outrageous forces, and the two ran amok alone for hours. At closing, a delighted Dyl howled over his shoulder to an eager El, “I wanna be a screenwriter!" Passionate wannabe playwright El was hooked.

During a romantic Mexican feast at Licha’s a few nights later, the two dove deeper into each other’s worlds. Outside of that late-night glow, a bourgeoning relationship based on humor, storytelling, and curiosity blossomed then grew like wildfire. So from Austin to Los Angeles, Venice Beach to Echo Park, their story has endured. Now, they’re getting married in The Big Easy, because there’s no better place to celebrate. Naturally, you have to be there to help us trip the light fantastic. It wouldn’t be the same without you!