On July 30, 2026
at Paragon Nightclub

990 BROADWAY ST, BROOKLYN NYC 11221

MOLLY RHINESTONES

AND

JAY GAMBIT

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CREATIVE FORMAL DRESS REQUIRED

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8PM - 3AM

PRIVATE CEREMONY ENDS AT 12AM

About the Couple

Molly Rhinestones

An extraordinary artist, designer, door goddess, dog mom and friend to all she meets. Molly has been a trailblazer in NYC nightlife for over a decade after getting a degree in sculpture from MICA & KCAI.

She is currently juggling her passions of making dresses, hosting fun nights at cute bars, planning the best parties, and coming up with large scale art installations. Somehow she also found time to fall in love and get married. Unbelievable, right?

About the Couple

Jay Gambit

A composer, artist, designer, writer and cook. Their project Crowhurst contributed to the normalization of cross-pollination between metal and noise cultures, and their band Executioner’s Mask was a reference point in the modern goth/post-punk revival.

He is currently preparing for a major album release, working on film scores and getting back to fostering a frankly irresponsible amount of rescue cats.

THE COUPLE’S STORY

J: I was booked at the Spectrum on the first national headlining tour for Crowhurst and after the show, I saw this gorgeous girl in a bubblegum pink ballgown with a big bow on it. It truly was love at first sight, and after the show I asked her if she’d like to get a drink next time I came into town.

That next summer we made plans to meet at Lovegun, but unfortunately when the moment came I didn’t see her behind the bar. I sent her a few texts but her phone was (presumably) dead. I figured she wasn’t interested so I respectfully backed off and that was it for the next ten years.

Last spring, I managed to convince her try dinner one more time and I don’t think that date ever ended. From the moment I laid eyes on her again it felt like there was some cosmic force that was determined to bind us together.

M: I first met Jesse in the back room of a party I was hosting at Spectrum. We set up a date, but when he showed up to the bar where I was working, I never saw him. I assumed I’d been stood up. Ten years later, he messaged me on Instagram. As it turns out, we both thought the other had bailed… perhaps thanks to my dead phone at the time, WHO KNOWS.

That night, we talked for hours, I was completely wrapped up in conversation. A few days later, he came to visit me in New York. Much to my own surprise, as a fairly romantically cynical girl, I realized about an hour in that I never wanted to him leave my side. It may sound crazy, but by the end of that week, I knew I was going to marry him.

Thankfully, he felt the same way, and the first date just never ended.