As most of you know, wedding planning has been difficult during this time. We have decided to cut our guest list to the bare bones. If you're not sure if you are part of that bare bone wedding guest list, please reach out to the bride or groom.

One humid, late October night, two people decided to partake in the local music scene on Folly Beach known as Porch Fest. Like most Folly nights, things ended at surf bar. The details are debatable, but what you need to know is Brendan has mad Foosball skills and Jenna hates losing. Brendan's enchanting blue eyes staring at her from across the table, Jenna shouted something along the lines of "googly eyes" and Brendan's focus shifted quickly from the game to receiving her number. That night, Jenna knew Brendan was different from other guys. Within her short conversation with Brendan she could sense that he was a good listener, humorous, and most of all, caring. The ensuing dates confirmed these inklings. Many porch letters, oyster roasts, wigs, cougar basketball games, thoughtful gestures, broken faucets, sad times, amazing times, mountain climbs, and plane rides later, love was cultivated and grown. Being together is easy. Not a doubt has ever crossed their mind about spending the rest of their lives entwined.