Free People Love Stories captures some of the most passionate, adorable and beautiful couples in all of their innocent wisdom and blessedness. It seemed only fitting that Jason and Jenny Parry would be featured in this series, sharing their story through a collection of charming photos and a video shot by Jason on their latest road trip adventure. Jenny narrates their tender travels with a soft voice and a heart full of love. Enjoy, lovers.
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Jason and I met on Valentine’s Day 6 years ago. He had recently moved to Los Angeles and booked me as a model for a shoot. I had a boyfriend at the time so when I met him it was strictly professional. Although, I did think he was pretty cute. We shot again and he invited my boyfriend at the time and I to meet up for drinks one night. That night, Jason and I had this crazy chemistry. It was undeniable. Before I knew it, Jason had thrown me over his shoulder and carried me out of the bar. I drove home thinking “oh no, I have a crush.” Cut to a week later, we had another shoot and, well, it’s been the two of us ever since.
The thing about our relationship was that it was so easy. I instantly felt comfortable with him, we could talk about anything, we had so many things in common even though we grew up completely different, liked doing so many of the same things. I feel like we just compliment each other.
Two years after we met to the day, Jason proposed to me in New York City. We were walking to the Metropolitan Museum through Central Park and were taking photos in the snow. Unbeknownst to me, he had set up a camera to take some self timer photos and I thought he was going to push me into the snow since right before the photo was about to take he got down below me. But instead, he was down on his knee opening a box with a beautiful ring in it. The camera caught three photos in a row…him down on his knee and me with a look of shock, us hugging, and then the two us us falling down in the snow. After, we walked through the Met and then had pizza and beer. It was a pretty amazing Valentine’s Day.
A year and a half later we were married in Pasadena under an huge tree hung with lanterns and lights. I had daisies in my hair and a strapless, slinky lace dress on and Jason was in a handsome suit. We had family and friends surrounding us and danced all night. We now live in Laurel Canyon in a house that feels like it’s a treehouse with our Sheltie, Leon.
We love taking road trips, exploring new places and visiting old ones. This was the first one I had been on where we didn’t really have to been in any particular place by any particular time, we could just drive wherever we wanted. Our first night we stayed in Cambria, CA. We arrived pretty late and found one of the only places open in the sleepy beach town. It was the Cambria Ale House which felt like you were having a drink in someones house, who happened to have plenty of beer on tap.
The next day we started our drive up towards Big Sur, stopping here and there to to check out the beaches and amazing cliff views of the ocean. Got to Big Sur after sunset, so we stopped at Fernwood Tavern for some tacos and wine, and some wi-fi. The next day was up to the Russian River, with a stop in Sebastopol to have a wood carving stand make us a “Parry’s” sign.
We checked into a hotel in Guerneville and walked over to the main strip to get a bite to eat. Hit up Pat’s where I put some tunes on the jukebox and started talking to some of the locals. The diner part has an amazing drawn map of the Russian River on the wall that I loved. Did a little bar hop on that strip ending with Jason and I dancing alone after a much regretted tequila shot. But it was fun.
The next morning we packed up and explored the area a bit more. I had never seen the Russian River and it’s beautiful, so many great vacation cottages and cute restaurants. After a late lunch we decided to drive straight up to Jason’s hometown of Roseburg, Oregon. Cut up through the gorgeous wine country to the 5 and then drove the night away with one stop for soft serve at Foster’s Freeze. We crossed over to Oregon and decided to park for the night at the Jackson Wellsprings in Ashland, a really interesting hot springs and RV resort we had stayed at before.
The next few days we re-experienced Roseburg. We drove around the area with it’s foggy mornings and gorgeous back roads. Did a little thrifting and visited some old friends. And had Jason’s favorite pizza a million times.Then it was up to Portland where we got our “I’ll Keep You Wild” “Keep Me Wild” tattoos, perused some records and had some beers at the Landmark Saloon after Jake Ray played.
Back down to Roseburg to visit Jason’s grandfather who at 77 still takes care of a dozen horses on his ranch. Drove all night towards Reno under the prettiest full moon on the California 89. Woke up in Reno and decided to stay the night in Truckee, where our good friend is living at the moment.
Made a dinner at his awesome A-frame house and sat by the fire drinking wine and catching up. Woke up and grabbed some coffee at Coffeebar and started the drive around Tahoe. Stopped to take some photos in front of that absolutely stunning lake and then hopped on the 395.
I am a southern California native and I was always curious about the eastern side of the state that I had never seen. The 395 is pretty awesome…the rolling hills, Mono Lake, and the sunset was one of the best I have ever seen.
The 395 is pretty awesome…the rolling hills, Mono Lake, and the sunset was one of the best I have ever seen. We stayed in Bishop for the night, and then woke early to grab some breakfast from Schat’s Bakery. Decided to take our time and drive through every small town we passed through. Stopped to skate down a long, empty road in the desert with Leon. When we hit Mojave the emails started coming in and reality hit. Back to Los Angeles. And looking forward to our next trip. I’m thinking the South.
Video: Jason Lee Parry, Kevin Castanheira, Caleb Barton
Art Direction: Jason Lee Parry
Video editing: Kevin Castanheira, Jason Lee Parry
Photography: Jason Lee Parry, Jenny Parry, Caleb Barton