Technically, Alyssa Prescott Hubbard and Grayson Evan Warrick first met in preschool. They were in the same class at Garden House School, then on East 64th Street in Manhattan, but she doesn’t really remember him.
He does, however, remember her — particularly for the time she evicted his twin sister, Alexandra, from a playhouse and declared it hers.
“Not my finest moment,” Ms. Hubbard conceded. (Mr. Warwick added that Ms. Hubbard has a far friendlier demeanor now. “She’s got the best laugh out of anyone I know,” he said, “and I think the physically largest smile I’ve seen on anyone.”)
Ms. Hubbard lived with her parents and two siblings a block away from the preschool, and Mr. Warrick lived with his parents and twin sister on the other side of Central Park.
Fourteen years passed, and in 2012, the two reconnected at John Jay Hall, a first-year dormitory, as freshmen at Columbia. It was orientation week, and Ms. Hubbard was hauling her belongings to her room, while Mr. Warrick was visiting a mutual friend who lived on her floor.
During their getting-to-know-you conversation, when they mentioned growing up in the city, the memory of the “willful” preschool girl was conjured in Mr. Warrick’s memory, he said. It helped that she looked almost identical to the preschool version of herself — just grown up.
The two became friends, and over winter break, while their classmates returned home for the holidays, they stayed on campus. Together they went to Christmas parties, the ballet and the movies.
In January 2013, Ms. Hubbard invited Mr. Warrick to attend President Barack Obama’s second inauguration in Washington with her family and friends. (Former Representative Carolyn Maloney of New York, a close friend of the family, had invited them.) As Stevie Wonder performed “Sir Duke,” they danced, and it was on that dance floor that they realized there could be something more.
About eight months later, in September 2014, as they were swing dancing at an annual clambake in Newport, R.I., their relationship took yet another turn. After a night of partying by the beach, they had their first kiss on her family’s boat.
“No words needed to be exchanged,” Mr. Warrick said.
They even have a photo dancing together that night. She grew up dancing ballet, and his mother, Helene Alexopoulos Warrick, was a principal dancer for the New York City Ballet, who retired in 2002.
Ms. Hubbard, a product manager at Meta, graduated from Columbia with a bachelor’s degree in classics. She received a master’s degree in classics from Oxford. Mr. Warrick graduated from Columbia with bachelor’s degrees in economics and Middle Eastern, South Asian and African Studies. He received master’s degrees from the Yale School of Management and from the Yale School of Public Health. He will start a role as a consultant at Bain and Company in November.
As a couple, they went through two long periods of being long distance while they navigated graduate school. In June, Mr. Warwick proposed to Ms. Hubbard at Elbow Beach in Bermuda, just after she accidentally stepped on a jellyfish tentacle wrapped in seaweed.
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On Sept. 14, the couple were married at Trinity Episcopal Church in Southport, Conn., by the Rev. Matthew Lindeman before 150 guests. Afterward, they walked down a path of freshly mowed grass as guests tossed white petals at them.
The newlyweds arrived to the reception at the Pequot Yacht Club in Southport, Conn., on a 36-foot Little Harbor yacht.
“He’s got lipstick on his mouth,” one guest said as the couple walked along the dock to enter the party.
“Tell him to wipe it off,” said the groom’s mother.
“Nah, it’s their wedding day, let him keep it on,” the guest replied.
Then, of course, they danced the night away.
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