Maid of Honor
Loud. Unfiltered. Possibly fueled by espresso and chaos. Mackenzie isn’t just the life of the party, she is the party, the afterparty, and the inevitable next-day group text trying to piece together what happened. She’s the friend who gives advice like a wise oracle trapped in a reality show, and while you definitely didn’t ask for it, you absolutely needed it. Whether she’s attempting gymnastics after two cocktails or starting a dance floor revolution in heels, Mackenzie is equal parts unhinged and irreplaceable. She’s the bride’s personal hype woman, emotional support gremlin, and walking reminder that rules are suggestions.
Bridesmaid
Courtney is the wild card in the deck and not the cute kind, the “this could go either way and I’m scared but intrigued” kind. A perfect storm of calm logic and sudden chaos, she can go from Zen garden to Florida Man headline in 0.2 seconds. No one ever knows what she’s about to say, but it’s probably going to make someone spit out their drink. She’s the friend you call when things go off the rails or when you want to drive them off the rails on purpose. Equal parts therapist and agent of mayhem, Courtney keeps the bride grounded, unbored, and occasionally mildly concerned.
Bridesmaid
The bride’s childhood best friend and original partner in emotional crime. From braces and boy drama to the ongoing struggle of pretending we know how taxes work, she’s been there through it all. They’ve grown up together, glow-ups included, and no matter how much time or distance gets in the way, it always feels like no time has passed, probably because their conversations immediately devolve into inside jokes and questionable memories. She’s the friend who always shows up, never judges (out loud), and knows way too much
Bridesmaid
Peyton looks like the calm one, but don’t be fooled, she’s quietly judging. She’s the go-to for deep talks, crisis control, and unexpectedly savage one-liners that leave you wheezing. The queen of calm, the assassin of humor. Basically, if the bridal party were a sitcom, she’s the deadpan fan favorite with all the best lines.
Bridesmaid
Martha is what happens when sarcasm develops a conscience. She’s got a black belt in eye rolls, a PhD in brutal honesty, and the kind of loyalty that’s both heartwarming and mildly threatening. She’ll hype you up, roast you to your face, and then defend you to the death five minutes later probably while muttering something scathing under her breath. Her humor cuts through chaos like a hot knife through emotional baggage, and if she’s being quiet, assume she’s mentally rewriting your life choices. Just don’t ask her to sugar coat anything unless it’s baked goods.
Best Man
The groom has technically known Jordan for a long time, but it wasn’t until about a decade ago that they truly bonded—mostly over late-night DOTA sessions, questionable decisions, and a mutual refusal to sleep at reasonable hours. Since then, they’ve partied hard, gamed harder, and built a friendship on caffeine, chaos, and trash talk. The groom swears he invited him out of friendship, not because he owes him for all the times he carried their team.
Groomsman
The groom had known of Tyler for a while, but they really connected over a decade ago through parties, DOTA marathons, and an unspoken agreement to ignore their limits. Known for shouting “full tank mode” before powering through drinks like he was prepping for a raid boss, Tyler brought unmatched enthusiasm and highly questionable decision-making to every hangout. He’s been a relentless party comrade, gaming ally, and walking reminder that hydration is important
Groomsman
The groom’s cousin and the original instigator—he’s the reason the groom moved to Muncie, and therefore indirectly responsible for about 80% of his bad decisions. In between life advice of questionable quality, Nathan introduced him to a crew of chaos gremlins and countless Mario Party nights that tested the limits of friendship, sportsmanship, and basic human decency. If anyone at this wedding deserves partial blame for how the groom turned out, it’s this guy.
Groomsman
This is the groom’s brother—also known as his longest-running rival, original bad influence, and the only person who can insult him without consequences. They’ve spent years talking trash, dodging blame, and operating under a mutual agreement to never tell Mom what really happened. If there’s one person who truly knows how unqualified the groom is for adulthood, it’s this guy—and he’s still showing up to support him anyway, probably out of morbid curiosity.
Groomsman
The groom met Brendan in Muncie over a decade ago, and against all odds—and several local ordinances—they’re still friends. They’ve been roommates, drinking buddies, and co-conspirators in a variety of poor choices. Brendan has a heart of gold, the instincts of a raccoon, and somehow keeps showing up at major life events like he’s earned it. The groom insisted he be in the wedding, mostly to keep an eye on him.
Flower Girl
Cousin of the groom and proudly promoted to flower girl based on family ties and extreme cuteness. She’s bringing serious main character energy, a questionable understanding of petal distribution, and zero regard for timing cues. She may walk down the aisle, she may sprint, she may stage a sit-in—we’re all just here to support whatever happens. Either way, she’ll look adorable doing it, and that’s really all that matters.
Flower Girl
The bride’s one and only niece, and an absolute menace in sparkles. She’s got the important job of tossing flower petals like a tiny garden fairy with attitude, and we’re all just hoping she doesn’t throw the whole basket at someone. She’s cute, unpredictable, and already demanding a raise. Honestly, she might be the real star of the show—and we’re all just lucky to be in her wedding.
Ring Bearer
Son of groomsman Brendan and the bravest little man to be handed two rings and told, “Try not to lose these.” He’s got style, charm, and absolutely no idea how much responsibility we’ve just dumped on him. Whether he walks, runs, or stops to inspect the carpet mid-aisle, we’re confident he’ll steal the show and possibly the rings. Either way, he’s doing it in tiny dress shoes, which makes everything forgivable
Mother of the Bride
Father of the Bride
Father of the Bride
Father of the Groom
In Loving Memory of David A. Luecke. Although Dave isn’t physically with us on this special day, we know he’s here in spirit, probably cracking jokes, keeping things lively, and reminding us all to enjoy the bar. Dave had a knack for making everyone laugh, and we hope to carry that same joy and love through this celebration.
Mother of the Groom
Mother of the Groom