Wedding Party

Julie

Matron of Honor

Jenni

Maid of Honor

Taylor

Bridesmaid

Lexi

Bridesmaid

Gaby

Bridesmaid

Kylie

Bridesmaid

Andrea

Bridesmaid

Emily

Bridesmaid

Melissa

Bridesmaid

Jeff

Best Man

If I have a ride-or-die, it's Jeffy. We've been neighbors since day one and best friends for life. Jeff works for Beam Suntory, so naturally he knows his bourbon... a perk that has come in handy during wedding planning. Jeff has Cubs season tickets, strong opinions about every roster move, and still keeps score at every single game in one of those old-school handwritten scorecards like it's 1965 — and will absolutely be late to this wedding. We've accepted it. He’s late everywhere. A fun piece of family lore: Jeff's dad Tom and Mr. Josten played college football against each other. Although they lost, Tom sacked Mr. Josten. Tom has never once let Mr. Josten forget it. Jeff, thanks for being my best friend. Someone I can always count on. Someone I look up to. I love you, brother.

Steven

Groomsman

Steven is my brother-in-law and a proud Purdue engineer who, somehow, married into a Hoosier family. Despite this unforgivable flaw, Steven has become a truly cherished part of my life — a brother I never had. He makes my sister happier than I have ever seen her, he is an incredible dad to Lucy and Cooper, and he carries this calming presence that somehow makes every room feel more settled. I have learned a lot from Steven over the years and genuinely look up to him more than he probably knows. Cooper is also Joanna and my godchild, so we are locked in for life whether he likes it or not. Steven is also one of those people who knows something about everything: thermodynamics, tax law, ancient Rome, you name it. He's got the answer. Just make sure you address him correctly. It's Steven. Not Steve. Never Steve.

Evan

Groomsman

Evan is my brother-in-law, a California native, and the kind of guy who is genuinely great at golf but will never once bring it up. He'll just casually mention he's one over at the turn and leave it at that. Evan is easy to talk to, truly witty, and carries an optimism about life that I have always admired. He is always the first one to suggest jumping in the ocean — and somehow, he always convinces you to do it. Joanna and I lived in San Francisco and got to spend Thanksgiving with the Heptig family, and I mean this sincerely — they are some of the best people I have ever met, and that is a direct reflection of Evan. He is also the proud dad of Palmer, our beautiful niece. Evan, I don’t take being your bother in law for granted, I am lucky to have you in my life. And to everyone attending the wedding — Evan has a motto, and consider this your formal introduction to it: one more (drink) for no reason. You've been warned.

Tom

Groomsman

Tom is married to Joanna's sister Julie, and although we aren't officially brothers-in-law yet, it has felt like we've been brothers since the day I met him. Tommy played lacrosse in college and wore #37, which happens to be my favorite number and the same number my late grandfather wore when he played college basketball. Nobody planned that, it's just the kind of thing that makes you feel like certain people are meant to be in your life. Tom and I also share a very important bond — we were out late in Maui with Joanna's youngest sister Jenni, and at some point in the evening she looked at both of us and said, completely sincerely, "if either of you ever hurts my sister, I will kill you." We believed her. We are both on our best behavior.

Sean

Groomsman

Sean and I really became friends on the Northwest Travelers baseball team and have been close ever since. We just get each other — same interests, same wavelength, no explanation needed. When Sean went to U of I and I went to IU, the distance didn't change much. I made plenty of trips to Champaign fueled by Blue guys and tomfoolery at the Pike house, and we picked up every time right where we left off. Sean lives just down the street from me in Chicago, which is exactly where I want him. He is one of the most laid back people I have ever met, grows and sells premium (totally legal) mushrooms to some of Chicago's finest restaurants. He comes as a package deal with Sonny, his massive golden retriever. D - Thanks for being someone I can always trust.

Bailey

Groomsman

Hammer and I were Delt pledge brothers and senior year roommates at IU — although before that, when our fraternity got kicked off campus junior year, we landed in the crappiest apartment in Bloomington, which we proudly named the Curry Den. Hammer is brutally honest and genuinely funny, even though it pains me to say that. He is a passionate Philly sports fan… for years, Hammer was a devoted 76ers fan — a true believer through the dark years, a man who trusted the process when trusting the process was not easy. And then one day, through a twist of social fate, he found himself connected to a player on the New York Knicks. Just like that... process abandoned. Trust: revoked. Hammer, I just hope you stick with me and this marriage a lot longer than you stuck with the 76ers

Joe

Groomsman

Keefer and I met on the very first night of pledgeship at Delta Tau Delta and bonded immediately after discovering we had the same iPhone password: a single spacebar. One tap. No characters. Instantly best friends. Keefer loves America with a sincerity that is both genuine and slightly overwhelming, just welcomed a baby son into the world, and is the proud owner of a dog named Butters - which makes sense because the man puts a half stick of butter on his steaks. But beyond all of that, Keefer is one of those friends you can tell absolutely anything to. No judgment, no agenda... just someone who is genuinely, unconditionally in your corner. He helped me raise my dog Kona, has been there for every high and every low, and is the kind of guy who would drop everything for you without a second thought. I'm a better person for having him in my life.

Marcus

Groomsman

Marcus and I go all the way back to first grade, making him one of my oldest and most loyal friends. We spent countless days at his house growing up — he was the friend with the pool, which made him very popular at a young age, and rightfully so. These days Marc is a dentist, a Chicago Bears die-hard, a bourbon guy, a Texas regular, and the proud father of two baby boys. The first in our friend group to get married and go full dad mode. He wears it well. Marc went to Michigan State, which is fine, though Indiana has since passed MSU as the better football school — shoutout Curt Cignetti. And if you ever want to get Marc's attention from across a room, don't bother using his name. Just channel his Polish babysitter, who had a way of calling for him that turned "Marcus" into "Maehrkoooos" and thirty-something years later, it has stuck.

Frank

Groomsman

Frank and I have been close since elementary school, and in all that time I have never once seen him angry. Not once. Frank lives in Denver, snowboards, loves his cats, goes to Red Rocks, and genuinely radiates more positive energy than anyone I know. He doesn't have an agenda. He doesn't have enemies. He just has good vibes, a great playlist, and nothing but love for the people around him. Frank is never leaving Denver (and honestly, good for him) but because of that, the time Joanna and I get to spend with him and his fiancée Amber is something we truly cherish. Frank is also getting married at Red Rocks next year, which is the most Frank thing that has ever happened.

Andrew

Groomsman

Nighty and I met as pledge brothers in Delta Tau Delta at Indiana University, lived together sophomore year with Andrew Cassidy where we made some memories I won't be detailing here, and have been close ever since. Nighty is without question the most nonchalant person I have ever met — he doesn't stress, he doesn't rush, he simply moves through life completely unbothered. Nighty is from Indy, yet he somehow knows someone wherever we go in Chicago. He is the kind of guy you call when you need a real, honest conversation with zero judgment, I can always count on Nighty. He also used to work at DocuSign with my sisters. Despite not having a care in the world, Nighty is somehow always the one who ends up deciding where the night goes... and it's always the right call.

Joao

Groomsman

Joao is my Delt pledge brother, proudly Portuguese, and without question the best cook in this entire wedding party, and it's not close. The man knows more about food than most chefs. But as much as I love eating whatever Joao puts in front of me, what I love more is having him in my corner. Joao is the kind of friend who actually listens, remembers the things you tell him, and shows up when it matters — genuinely, thoughtfully, every single time. I truly believe he would do anything for the people he loves, and I don't say that lightly. The only catch is that when he really gets going, he shifts into a gear of passionate, rapid-fire storytelling that leaves the group smiling and nodding while understanding about 40% of what was said. He also runs on European time: If Joao said he'll be there at 7, plan for 8. Most importantly, JOAO JUST HAD A BABY GIRL. We can't wait to meet Mila Roux Nunes!

David

Groomsman

Simon is my Delt brother and one of my closest friends. What Simon lacks in height he more than makes up for in heart. He is one of those rare friends where you just know, without question, that he genuinely cares and will always show up for you. He also knows how to have a good time, which brings me to the “F*** Joyce” story. Simon once went to a Cubs game with his own friends, spotted my family in the bleachers, and spent the entire game with us instead. That same afternoon, Simon spent several innings passionately serenading Pirates left-fielder Matt Joyce, at full volume, in a way that unified the entire Wrigley bleachers “F*** JOYCE”. My mother has never forgotten it — to this day, every time she sees Simon, she greets him the exact same way he greeted Matt Joyce that afternoon.