Given that I met my future husband at a demolition derby, it seems only appropriate that I met my best friend and maid of honor Laura Konrad in the front row of a heavy metal concert. Well, it was Henry Rollins during his spoken-word phase, which may or may not count as heavy metal. Being sprinkled by a heavily tattooed rock star’s sweat and spittle was a formative bonding experience. We immediately developed a liking for each other, despite the fact that I was wearing a bandana that day!Laura experienced the entire breadth of my relationship with Nick, from the tender beginnings of him as the “really cute American guy with the cool car” to ”the love of my life, whom I’m marrying in 75 days.” And Laura taught Nick his first German phrases! Imagine my surprise when he busted out “Jana ist das schoenste und kluegste Maedchen der Welt”* on the way back from KC one night. Very. Impressed.
Today, through some miraculous twist of fate, we live only seven blocks apart on the same street in Brooklyn. But we’re no longer the sarcastic, sometimes macabre, chain-smoking, artsy, book-devouring German girls we were back then. We both quit smoking.
* “Jana is the most beautiful and intelligent girl in the world.”
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