Dominique Young

Dominique Young

Hometown: The Bronx, NY

Occupation: Dean at KIPP Infinity Charter School in Harlem

Passion: Music, family, and inspiring youth

Funny story about Juan: For my 28th birthday, I rented out a beach house for a weekend and had a bunch of my closest friends join Juan and me there, to celebrate. This was his first time meeting some of my friends from DC, and it was also the first time I realized my soon-to-be husband is an ACTOR! I left the room where everyone was hanging out (for something I can’t remember right now), and when I returned, almost everyone in the room was in tears or had sullen looks on their faces, including Juan. I thought someone had received a tragic phone call in my absence. Turns out, Juan had made up this ridiculous and hilarious FABLE when asked where he was from. He’s from the Dominican Republic orginially, and when asked about it, apparently he told my friends he came to the US on a boat with a friend who didn’t make it (because he fell off the boat and drowned). Upon hearing the story, I burst into laughter, and everyone shoots me these shameful and horrified looks. That’s when I realized they actually believed him! Once I was able to convince my friends that they’d been duped, I asked everyone why they would believe such a wacky story, and they said it was because Juan was able to make himself cry while telling the story. In that moment, a star was born…I’m trying to convince him to take acting classes!

Juan Mejia

Juan Mejia

Hometown: West Hempstead, Strong Island (Long Island for you non-LI folks) by way of the Dominican Republic

Occupation: Systems Administrator

Passion: Computers, Cars, Music, Family

Funny story about Dominique: This has happened quite a few times, and I am #dead after it, every single time.  Dominique thinks that she is independent on some things, but taking off dresses or articles of clothing that have to go over her head is not one of them.  I remember a time when Dominique tried on a dress and didn’t like it.  I offered to help with the removal but she insisted she would do it alone.  She grabbed dress, attempted to pull it over her head (from the bottom, up) and got stuck half way through.  Her hands were up in the air and she could not move her arms in any directions–just imagine her hands waving side to side (YouTube: Fork in the garbage disposal — that’s what she looked like).

How We Met


Dominique’s Version: The short version is that we met at work. The long  and TRUE version (I’m sure Juan’s will be a fable) goes a little something like this…I first noticed Juan when I brought my broken computer to the tech room at work. He was so smart, sweet, and polite, and I loved his smile! I pretty much spent the rest of that school year in the tech room, trying to get noticed by my new crush–I conveniently had a “computer problem” every week :). Though a few of my hints went unnoticed, he finally took the bait when I included him in a mass Thanksgiving text. We talked on the phone that night, and to my surprise I wasn’t the only one with the crush–he liked me too! One thing led to another from there, and now he’s my #yancé!

Ps. I’m sure Juan’s version will be FALSE, so proceed with caution :).

Juan’s Version: The REAL version (not that fake stuff to the left) is that, I knew for the longest that Dominique liked me–come on: I am an attractive guy–I know when the chickens flock to me 😉 … that and my co-workers were telling me that she did.  I decided to play hard to get and ignore her for a long time, only giving minimal responses. Over Thanksgiving break, my family and I went to eat at IHOP and I received a text message from Dominique, wishing me a happy Thanksgiving.  I decided that it was time to turn it up a notch, so I responded with a longer than normal response.  We started texting back and forth, which eventually led to us talking on the phone almost all night. Clearly this Dominican boy toy didn’t need to do much work as we went out on a date the next day and at the restaurant, we talked for hours (even got kicked out).  The rest is HIStory.

The Proposal


Date: Saturday, September 20th, 2014

Story: This was by far my most elaborate rouse yet.  I had this great plan of how I would ask her. The plan was…my family and her family would go out to dinner at a restaurant that had outside seating, and a flash mob would come to our table and bum rush her asking her for her autograph (since she was on Making The Band). Well, that fell short because a flashmob of 10 people was over $4,000 (plus food and drinks for each of them).  The second idea was to go to one of her favorite restaurants — it’s inside Fort Tryon Park — and essentially have the staff of the restaurant do the same thing.  Three waiters would come up and ask for her signature (their names would have been Will, Yuv, and Mary) and I would have had the last card that said “Me?”. Unfortunately, the restaurant was closed for a private event the week I wanted to do it.  I then decided to just tell her that I had reservations and that we were going to go eat before going to her grandma’s house–this way I could at least get her into the park. I had the ring box inside my sock. We walked up to the restaurant door, and there was a sign that said “Closed for Private Event”.  Dominique was upset that I had not confirmed my reservation because she was hungry. Since we were at the park, I suggested that we go up into the park for a few minutes and watch the view before leaving, since we were already there.  As we were walking, we got to a split in the road. I stopped her (and thought really quick): “do it here, say something along the lines of — ‘there comes a time in a man’s life where he has to make a decision.  He can choose to be a man or a boy. etc…'”.  I brought her to me, kissed her, and told her I loved her but opted not do it there because it wasn’t romantic enough.  We continued to the top of the park and it could not have been any more perfect.  There was only a small group of people there, the sun was setting,  and the view was perfect.  I held her close to me and kissed her.  She turned away from me to see the view and apologized for the dinner plans falling through. I said, “It’s ok. It’s all going according to plan”.  I dropped to my knees, took out the box and opened it.  Dominique started to turn around and say, “What do you mean according to…” and stopped once she saw where I was.  I expressed how much I loved her and asked her to marry me.  She, being in shock, didn’t answer–to which I had to say “Hellooooo”.  She said yes, people started to walk around us, and a couple asked “Is that what I think it is?” I said yes.  They asked us if we wanted to get our picture taken and we said yes.  Although it wasn’t my original plan, it still was amazing.