The Big Bailey Blindfold Proposal
Hello readers, brides, and everyone else in between! I’m so honored to have been given a slot on Stephy’s blog to share my proposal story with you all! I’m an Asian American gal from a tiny suburb so small that my high school cross country team ran our city’s radius for practice! I studied Sociology, Business Leadership & Analytics, and Sport Management in college and even went on to get my master’s degree in Sport Management. However, just after a couple years in the industry, I took a big fat sharp left turn. I really wanted to pursue blogging and influencing as my passion primarily laid there. So I took a gamble and left my job at the Dodgers to chase my dream job full-time. Although it’s not paying the full-time bucks, it is incredible being my own boss and being able to work from home (in my pajamas.. in bed.. with bed head)!
Tyler and I met through a mutual friend of ours. I and his old friend met at Stagecoach in 2015. He knew Tyler had yellow fever so he sent over my Instagram immediately; all the while I had no idea who he was. Fast forward a few months, Tyler and I met at this same friend’s house. My initial take on him: obnoxious and very white (I hadn’t dated anyone blonde yet; the whitest I got (and I like me some white boys) was brunette). I literally paid no mind to him the rest of the evening, week, and month. We did become social media friends however we would periodically chat via comments – nothing substantial. Fast forward another 5 months to December, my girlfriend and I were going to San Diego for NYE. I was in a crisis of trying to get some color on my pale skin before I left. I totally remembered that Tyler was a trainer at one of our local gyms that had tanning beds so I texted him right away to meet me so he could tour me around (and maybe use his discount for a membership……) and to get my first tan in. All the tanning salon prices nearby were 4-5x the cost of his gym’s membership so that was obviously that most efficient route for me! Needless to say, I went in, sped through the tour because like, who cares, tanned, and bounced – and just repeated that for the next 6 days before we left to San Diego. At this point, because I felt quite thankful (because everyone is always happier with a tan), I would hit him up here and there via text. We began texting a lot and I quickly realized he wasn’t as bad as I’d initially thought. I also started going in to workout there and it’d just so happen to be during the time he worked out too. So like literally, not only was I getting a fat discount on my membership and a tan, but I was also pretty much getting free personal training by working out with him. Literally dream combo deal of a 24 year old girl. Well, from that point on, it just snowballed! I had some free Clipper tickets a couple weeks later and decided to take him. It was that evening that I realized I was really into him. We headed over to a spot after just to get a small bite but that small bite turned into 2 hours of non-stop chatting over everything. It was one of those conversations you just never wanted to end; we were connecting or on the same page in our views, outlooks, experiences, opinions, everything at every point in the conversation.
Alright, so, proposal time! I started getting on Tyler about proposing August of 2017. We’d spoken about it but I mean, no moves were being made! We went ring shopping and I had already chosen the ring I wanted, yet still, nothing. Like, it was literally on his dresser for what seemed like foreverrrr (it was really only like a month, but in girl years, a month is an eternity when you’re waiting).
The Build-Up: Almost all of Tyler’s best buds/former teammates live in San Diego, so we drive down often. As far as I knew, it was just going to be another weekend celebrating another San Diegan’s birthday.
The Morning Of: “Did you have any idea Jess?!” – the first question asked by everyone. Well, I’d like to think I have a pretty strong intuitive gut; I pick up on small things very quickly when it comes to Ty. He was asking more questions than usual and was also not being as precise in his own answers when I asked what the plans were, who was going, etc. There was more to it but bottom line, some things just weren’t adding up. HOWEVER, I also didn’t want to get ahead of myself and expect a proposal either. All I did was remind myself how pissed I would be come 10pm when we’re driving back home to LA and I have a big fat nothing on my left ring finger. So I kept cool and tried not to think much into it.
Moments Leading Up To: We took a pit stop at IN-N-OUT and whilst eating my fries in the passenger seat, I was wondering why Ty had started driving again yet. I said, “You know, you can drive. I am capable of eating fries in a moving car…..” (it’s a running joke we have because I cannot drink liquids in a moving vehicle for the life of me, unless I have a straw). He just kept staring into space and saying nonsense like, “We have some time to kill, blahblah mumblemumble.” So I just sat there like, “You’re weird. But okay.”
About 9 fries later, he suddenly reaches down, pulls out this god-awful BANDANA, and says, “Put this on.” I am soo awkward so I immediately started making weird, nervous noises. I say ‘god-awful bandana’ because this is the same bandana I used on Ty for a surprise birthday, and he HATED it. I guess this was payback. Also, if you’ve never been blindfolded, it really does suck. It is MUCH more fun being the one doing the blindfolding.
We drove 10 minutes before I was told to get out of the car. My first step out (in my 5” heels) was on gravely unpaved dirt. I heard waves crashing in the back and clearly you’d think by then I knew exactly what was happening, but I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t 2% of me that thought, “I could also die right now – be pushed off a cliff and my remains scattered across this remote San Diego beach. And that’d be the end of JessThrowItOn. Who would take over my Instagram? Does anyone know my password to make a PSA about what happened?” (I know I sound crazy but I actually think about these things). Anyway, let me tell you, walking on uneven ground/sandy rock cliffs in heels with a blindfold is NOT actually possible. He kept telling me to walk faster even though I physically couldn’t. I was tripping, loosing my balance; Lord, it was a mess. I most definitely created a scene with all my screaming because a crowd of beach goers began to circle in (one of my friends told me later that when they were holding up their cameras and phones to record, other beach goers thought they were recording a whale sighting which also led to strangers gathering around the cliff Ty and I were standing on. HA!).
Ty resulted to fireman-carrying me for a bit before setting me down. I’m pretty sure everyone saw my bum multiple times. Once I was back on my feet, he took the blindfold off, said not look anywhere but straight. I was in shock. The view that was in front of me was breathtaking – almost to the point where I began tuning Tyler out because I was so focused on the scenery! Okay, so we finally got settled and as he took my hands, well, theeennnnnn…. I blacked out. I honestly don’t remember one thing he said. I don’t even remember him asking for my hand in marriage and I most certainly don’t even remember saying ‘Yes’, but I know I did nod. Luckily, after I “said Yes”, an uproar of cheering brought me back to reality; it was the cheering of 12 of our friends who were recording and documenting that ENTIRE FIASCO *face palm*.
Proposal Photos by Hunter Cole
Photo by : Nicole Kirshner
P.S. Yes ladies, it’s totally okay to go and physically pick out your ring with your man! There’s nothing worse than getting proposed to by a ring completely not your style. It takes a lot of pressure off for him as well.
What is one piece of advice you wish you had when you started planning your wedding!? Or one aspect you needed help with the most during the first stages of planning?
One piece of advice – wait to make your guest list. We sent our Save the Dates a little too early and there a solid 10 folks (our venue is tiny so we’re already very limited to begin with) we wish we didn’t invite because 1. you grow apart from people 2. there’s people you grow closer to that weren’t initially invited 3. there’s always random folks you forget to include 4. both your best man and MOH may enter into a very serious relationship a couple months later (where you also end up loving them but have to put them on the wait list)
I started searching for a wedding planner right away. This stuff is no joke y’all. As organized as I am and as much as I love planning events, I knew I couldn’t do this alone. I also went on the Knot.com and looked over all of their vendors to get a feel of what styles I liked. I also peeped their 1 year month-to-month break down of when certain tasks should be completed.
I’m most excited to start my married life as a WIFE and to be Tyler’s support system and really take care of my man – not that I don’t already, but everyone always says it’s different once you’re married. When I was 12 years old, I had this mater plan of getting married to a caucasian man by 27 and to start having kids by 29. Well, when I turned 24 and was in a very dysfunctional relationship with my ex (who was not caucasian), I quickly tossed those dreams/plans out the window. They were just too good to be true. However, after my ex and I broke up and I met Tyler, literally those dreams have been on track since! Funny how that works out huh? I guess, in essence, just being able to live out my childhood dream and see where it goes is what I’m most excited for!
SO obsessed with this custom leather jacket!
Engagement Session Photos by: Dmitry Shumanev
Thank you so much for sharing your proposal story Jess. If you don’t already follow @jessthrowiton on Instagram, I suggest immediately pressing that “follow” button for premium content on your daily feed, major fashion inspo, and to follow along her wedding journey! She is a beautiful soul! Wishing you & Ty so much love & happiness on this new exciting chapter of your lives!