Kristen Marson and Andrew Taylor both grew up in Kennett Square, where their families are part of the area’s thriving mushroom industry. And though their houses were just a few miles a apart, they didn’t talk until their junior year in high school, when they sat at the same table in study hall.
One day, Andrew passed a note to Kristen, asking her to prom. When she said no, he told friends the proposal was just a joke to save face. Then he started texting her about the prom—daily. When she still didn’t have another date 27 asks later, Kristen agreed.
After prom pictures, the two went their separate ways for the evening. Not long after, they met for ice cream at Woodside Farm Creamery—and that broke the ice. “Ice cream is a way to my heart,” Kristen admits.
The two started dating in June 2014, a few months before Andrew headed to West Virginia University. “We realized we really didn’t want to be so far apart,” says Kristen.
So Andrew transferred to Temple University. Over the next four years, Kristen attended St. Joseph’s University, and she was never more than 15 minutes from her future husband. They had plans to share a townhouse when Andrew proposed in 2020. The couple set a date for June 19 the following year at the Mendenhall Inn.
At the reception, the newlyweds made their big entrance to Kesha’s “Your Love Is My Drug.” It was Andrew’s concession to his new bride. In exchange, he could have his Ford Mustang in the wedding photos. Andrew also wanted a portrait by the train tracks behind the Mendenhall Inn. In the middle of the reception, their photographer told them the lighting was perfect, so they ran out and got the shot. A foggy, rainy wedding day added a sense of mystery to the image. “Hey, I was only going to wear the dress once,” Kristen quips.
The couple recently bought a house in Avondale, just five minutes from the ice cream shop where they had their first serious chat. “It’s dangerous to have ice cream so close,” says Kristen.