"Louis and I began dating in 1998, after a mix-up in phone numbers led us to meet. There was immediate chemistry between us during our first date, even when I spilled hot chocolate in his lap, and almost choked to death on a Mentos!

"Louis said he was impressed by my love, affection, and dedication to others, especially my father, who is the victim of a massive stroke. I admired his close bond to his family, and especially the friendship he shared with his sisters. After dating for a few years we decided the time was right to get married.

"Then Louis surprised me by proposing in our apartment. When I walked in the door there were candles and flowers placed all over the room. It was a truly magical moment.

"The wedding planning began immediately. Louis and I decided on The Brownstone because of its amazing reputation, extensive and incredibly delicious menu, and gorgeous ballroom with its domed ceiling and chandeliers. We worked with Albert Manzo, the owner of The Brownstone, who helped us create an unforgettable menu and cocktail hour. Throughout the planning process we received superb service from their hospitable staff.

"The ceremony was spoken in both English and Italian. Walking down the aisle was my most memorable moment. My mom walked me the first half of the way, my dad in his wheelchair, being pushed by his younger brother from Italy, escorted me down the rest of the aisle. It was a heartfelt moment I will never forget.

Sandra Marchegiano & Louis Spagnola Ceremony: Our Lady of Pompeii Reception: The Brownstone Gown: Stephen Yearick Bridesmaids: Impressions Hair & Makeup: Artistic Hair Designs Tux: Ralph Lauren Ring: Solid Gold Jewelers Florist: Floral Expressions Wheelchair Cover: Floral Expressions Cake: The Brownstone Photographer: Agnello Photography Band: Rave Reviews Honeymoon: Riviera Maya, Mexico The Brownstone, 973.595.8582 www.thebrownstone.com

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"Our favorite dessert was the white and dark chocolate fondue fountain with marshmallows, graham crackers, and fresh fruit.

"The most special part of the evening was my first dance with my father, to an Italian song called 'Figlia Mia,' which means, 'Daughter of Mine.' Due to his paralysis he was unable to actually dance with me, but we held hands and swayed side-by-side.