Sheila and Nik love the Opera, and asked if they could to do a portion of their session inside the Lyric Opera House. After contacting a few people at the Opera house, we made it happen. It's not often that you have a beautiful, historic building all to yourself for a photoshoot; needless to say Dave and I were pretty excited. We are both so in love with the images that narrowing them down for the blog took kind of a long time :) Below are just a few of our favorite images. Be sure to read Sheila and Nik's story after the images!
How they met:
We met in business school, at Kellogg. There's a trip that most of the incoming class takes in groups of 20 or so, to various destinations around the world. Our first introductions were made on one of those trips to Venezuela. Topics off limits on these trips include: where we are from, previous jobs, schools, and any other typical conversation starters. After initial hours of awkward silence, a friendship was born. We ended up being in the same class section, and shared the same circle of friends. We became good friends over the course of the year before I finally mustered up the courage to ask Sheila out. We had our first date, unceremoniously at Pita Pete’s near campus and the rest is history…
Sheila: It was a Sunday and we were just returning back from a trip to a friend’s lake house in Wisconsin where we were completely spoiled with great food. Nik kept on warning me not to have too much of the home made dumplings, guacamole and other treats on the table, because we had a “recruiting event” that night. I found it odd, but I shrugged it off. Once we drove back home to Chicago, Nik claimed that the dinner was going to be at a suite at the Blackhawks game and that we had to take a chartered bus in front of a certain restaurant. We just had to walk there. The whole event struck me as peculiar, the late time of night, on a Sunday no less, and the bus pick-up in the middle of nowhere. And he insisted we dress up. Of course, it was all a lie. And Nik is a terrible liar, which I guess is a good thing. We had for some time trying to dine at Alinea and he scored a reservation on a Sunday at 9:30 p.m. The fact that he spun an elaborate lie made me think something was afoot. But we had a fabulous dinner, and we rolled out of the restaurant around 1 a.m. in the morning. When we got back to my place, there were rose petals everywhere and all of a sudden Nik was on one knee and saying something that I could not understand. He repeated it twice, but I still couldn’t understand it. Poor Nik – he had gone online to learn how to say “will you marry me” in Korean and the site featured a girl who sported a non-native accent. Body language being what it is, I understood what he was trying to say and I said yes!
Nik: Knowing that Sheila was a foodie, she had been dying to go Alinea, one of the top restaurants in Chicago (and the world). So, I decided to call and make a reservation, and was told the next availability was two months from then, on a Sunday at 9.30 no less. I quickly accepted before the host changed her mind. I told Sheila to block the date for a work dinner. She wasn't too excited. The big weekend came, and we had plans to go to Wisconsin with some friends who owned a lake house. On Sunday, I told Sheila to save her appetite because we would be eating a big meal. She didn't understand what the fuss was about. Evening came, and we decided to walk to the restaurant. She started getting suspicious when she saw that I was dressed up for a work dinner, when I wear jeans to work everyday. As we were walking, I started getting my streets confused and with lawyer-like questions she quickly broke me (I guess I should get used to this) and I confessed that I was taking her to Alinea. She quickly got super excited...and then I think a little suspicious that a proposal was coming at the restaurant. But, to throw her off I didn't do anything at the restaurant. While we were at dinner I was texting a friend to go to her place and set up roses all over the room. We had an amazing meal that lasted 5 hrs and it was 1.30 am and we decided to walk back to her place. I think by now she had given up on getting a ring that day. So she was startled when we got there, and she saw "will you marry me" spelled in Korean with the rose petals. She turned around and saw that I was on one knee. I asked her in Korean but messed up the pronunciation completely. I blame the YouTube video I tried to learn from. Luckily the fact that I was on one knee gave it away, and she said yes, much to my relief.