Patrick & Lucia
Wedding Party
Mary Grace Maschler
Maid of Honor
MG aka the best built-in-best-friend a girl could ask for, I am honored to have her stand by me as maid of honor on the biggest day of my life. Mary Grace and I are 18 months apart, and were often mistaken for twins growing up. We didn’t dream of our weddings per say, in our household we dreamt of becoming nuns or, as shown, the Blessed Mother Mary herself (shoot for the stars, right ladies??). Well childhood Lucia & MG, sorry to disappoint. I couldn’t have asked for a better parter in crime; all the hours we spent riding bikes, chalking the driveway, swimming at Leawood pool, eating Ramen and semi-bullying our little sister Margaret led to this moment! Let’s do it!!!
Rich Pettitt
Best Man
Rich has been one of those lifelong friends, from the time we started hanging out at St. Marks in Shreveport. We lived within walking distance of each other which meant whiffle ball, tennis, roof ball, and lots of video games. I have had the pleasure of being one of Rich’s sous chefs (especially the time Jack added too much risotto to the dish) while he was practicing his culinary craft. Over the years we have stayed close, even while going to different schools since high school and working in different states. We always pick back up right where we left off. Hopefully we will be business partners in the BBQ industry one day. Fun Fact: Rich and I road tripped back from North Carolina to Louisiana and listened to Sweet Home Alabama on repeat the entire leg of the trip through Alabama.
Margaret Maschler
Bridesmaid
My dear sister Margaret, what a joy it has been watching you blossom into the funny, joyous, smart, driven woman you are today. We've come a long way--Mary Grace and I used to pretend to be just finishing playing Barbies or Polly Pockets or American Girls when you'd knock on the door, sending you downstairs with the promise to "be right there!", when really we'd just continue playing. Sorry about that. One of my favorite memories with this girl was getting to “chaperone” her senior trip to Mexico (even though it was in fact ME insisting for tequila shots and late nights). I love how genuine and open you are—what you see is what you get! Mimi Ramen, my space cadet, I can’t wait for the big day with you by my side!!
Brendan Oman
Groomsman
One of the reasons Brendan and I might get along so well together is we are both only children. It might also be the reason we butt heads quite frequently. I would not have thought that my best friends in college would come from the Civil Engineering department, but here we are. I can’t remember how we became friends; maybe a group project or perhaps because he was the only other person retaking as many classes as me. Brendan introduced me to many of my groomsmen and we lived together for 4 years; it wasn’t the same when our careers took us to different cities. Brendan can always be talked into having a good time, like this summer when we finally convinced him to buy a boat. Thankfully we still have Razorback sports, lake weekends, tailgates, and other trips that keep us close.
Edith Maschler
Bridesmaid
I was 12 when Edith was born, and she was only 5 when I went away to college, but despite distance both in age and geographically we became very close, as “bookends” in the family of four. She is the glue that keeps us together, keeping our group chat poppin and making sure her old coot sisters are up to date on all the trends. She’s mature for her age, and will being a beautiful freshman in high school on wedding day! Edith, I love you and I can’t wait for all the fun we have to come!!
Patrick Stevens
Groomsman
Where there is one Patrick there is always a second. It is a good thing he goes by P Steves, or as McLaren thought “P Stain". Steves was one of the first people I met at the U of A. We would run into each other weary eyed from our respective pledge ships at the Hill Grill, in the laundry room at wee hours of the morning, on the patio of Z330 or as the two slackers in a group project. In the summer of ’15 our friendship really started to blossom. Our favorite joke about P Steves is that he would probably start talking about concrete on a first date (he's single ladies). You can always count on Steves for a late-night movie and a nightcap because of his FOMO. He is a one of a kind friend who would give you the shirt off his back; caution it is probably a sweaty Magellan.
Sarah Arnoldi
Bridesmaid
I wasn’t supposed to like Sarah Kay, but here we are. She hailed from Sion and I from St. Teresa’s as we made our way to Fayetteville for freshman year. Mutual friends predicted we’d be frenemies, but Sarah and I hit it off from the bat (it’s hard not to love Sarah, with her loud voice and witty charm). We were roommates in the Kappa house and later senior year, bonding over bagels in the butlers pantry, Jeep rides around campus and Busch Light at the local PDT. I am so thankful for a friend who makes me laugh, makes me think, and makes me so very happy. Sarah, you know I couldn’t do this without you!!!!
Devin Bradley
Groomsman
I didn't meet Devin until later in college (thank you Brendan). I remember seeing Devin in the engineering lounge and other classes, but never talked to him (I think it was because I assumed he was one of the nerdy students, but really he just paid more attention than the rest of us victory lappers). Devin and I got along really well because we share a love of the STL Cardinals, chocolate, Olive Garden, and playing COD Zombies. Devin stayed on our couch many times, even though he never allowed our dog Stella to get up there with him. He has been an instrumental part in keeping our tailgate going because he is usually the only one functioning well enough to help set up or take down. If you see a Coke Zero bottle floating around somewhere, please return it to this man.
Samantha Phillips
Bridesmaid
I met Samantha (then, Sami...don’t call her that anymore 😉) on Bid Day. I’d always heard that you meet your best friends quick, but I never imagined it’d be the first night! She was confident and cool, & talked to everyone like she’d known them forever. Samantha is so easy to love, quick to laugh (including at herself); she is a connector, making sure I’ve caught up on all the latest Bravo shows so we can discuss over wine ASAP, texting our group chat memes every single morning and is always the first to check in when it’s been too long without talking. She is both warm and effervescent, with a beautiful soul. Sam (not Sami!) I love you so much and can’t wait for the big day!
Jack Gaiennie
Groomsman
Jack is probably one of my oldest friends, as it was preschool when we met. As a proud member of the Three Musketeers, we were always down for an adventure from a very young age. Looking back on our childhood it was obvious Jack and I would grow up to become engineers. The infrastructure and cities of Legos that we built were not something that came out of the box. It is a good thing that everything we played with as kids did not have an impact on our future careers (as we were also big into beanie babies and GI Joes). Jack and I went to school together all the way up until college. There was always a competition between us for grades, but besides that we were always easily distracted and goofing off in class. I still can’t believe they offered a French class for just the two us.
Amber Dunham
Bridesmaid
Amber and I were in the same sorority in college, but I don’t think we spoke to each other until senior year when we both started the MBA program. What a gift from God she was—although she didn’t help much with the group projects (still love you boo), she was great for my mental sanity and kept me laughing through the pain. Amber has a way of just willing things to work out, and they always do (ask her about the time she snuck into Chance the Rappers birthday party). Every moment with her is an adventure, and we’ve had so many; like ringing in 2018 during the coldest New Years Chicago has seen this decade, watching her say “I do” on a beach in Malibu, birding 10 miles in the streets of LA, or picnicking by the Navy Pier. I’m so glad I said yes to our coffee date in October of 2016!
Cody Timmermann
Groomsman
If there is someone as Boujie as me, it is Cody Timmermann, and I am thankful for that. Whether it is in Fayetteville, Little Rock or KC I know that I can convince him for a night of $15 cocktails and a fancy meal. Cody is one of the many people that I met through Brendan during the summer of ’15. We had a lot of fun his last two semesters in Fayetteville before he started Med School. From trying to find Reagan a beauty mirror in Memphis to the trips to Oxford/Dallas/Stillwater to get rowdy watching the Hogs, I always look forward to our trips together, including upcoming Bachelor parties in 2020. It will be an honor to stand by your side as you and Reagan get married a couple months before us.
Ellen Huska
Bridesmaid
How many people are lucky enough to have a cousin your exact age? I grew up wanting to BE Ellie Ismert-she was (and still is) the coolest thing since sliced bread. When she got jelly shoes, I wanted jelly shoes. When she got a perm in 5th grade, you're damn right so did I. She wanted to go to the U of A? Alright then, let's call those hogs. She has always been the life of the party, a social butterfly who could make anyone feel welcome and loved. Ellie is hyper and hilarious and I am so lucky to have such a wise and beautiful best friend who has known me since literal day 1. I promise, you're not just a bridesmaid because we promised each other at 5 years old we would be, although I think little Lucia and Ellie would be proud of the women we turned out to be.
Sam Piazza
Groomsman
What is better than having a doctor you can call up? A lawyer. Our personal wealth of knowledge on the law, Sam is constantly informing us of different rules/laws/regulations. At least it is better than hearing Steves talking about concrete. Sam is a caring individual that I have enjoyed getting to know the past few years. Back in the summer of ’15, Brendan introduced me to Sam while out on Dickson Street. The three of us took a road trip to Stillwater to watch Arkansas whoop up on some teams in a college baseball regional. Besides staying at a dumpy motel 6, other memories included shotgunning with the Hog’s former esteemed long snapper and offensive lineman and a one liner about the Pokes.
McLaren O’Rear
Bridesmaid
Claire, Larry, Mack Daddy, McFizzle, Mick, whatever your name is, I am so glad to have you in my life. I did not think I would ever be cool enough to be your best friend. In high school, McLaren was literally voted the all-girls-Catholic-school version of prom queen-TWICE. She is loud and goofy and blonde (you know). Most of my favorite college memories are centered around something weird McLaren and I got ourselves into. With two names like ours, it's hard not to become two peas in a pod. She'd do anything for anyone and has the shiniest gold heart of anyone I know. I love you girl and can't wait for the big day with you by my side!
Nick Noble
Groomsman
Nick, the other half of the non-famous Barnes and Noble duo. We were destined to become friends though it had nothing to do with books. Both of us attended St. Marks, played on the same soccer team, had many mutual friends, but we weren’t as close until Nick’s bike incident that left him unable to participate in recess for a month or so. I don’t really remember if I volunteered to give up my recess or if someone asked if I would do it, but it is a decision I do not regret one bit. Nick and I stayed close throughout high school even though we went to different schools. We spent numerous summer nights having intense Mario Party or Super Smash Bros battles with Jack, Rich and Tom. Nick is a great guy, and a goofy dude, and I'm excited to get the gang back together again.
Thomas Carter
Usher
Thomas and I have known each other since we were a couple of tots in the “White House” at St Marks. Along with Jack, people called us the Three Musketeers. Thomas and I spent many days together after school when Robin would pick us. We were supposed to be doing our homework, but really we would just rush through that so we could go outside, argue over who got the last cookie, or go spend time messaging friends on AIM. Growing up we always played sports together. Thomas was that kid that could pick up any sport with some ease and eventually with very little practice be good at it. We spent a great deal of our summers during Middle School at the POTC pool. Thomas has always been a genuine person; we have had many heart to hearts and deep conversations over a glass of whiskey.
John Nabors
Usher
A face fit for the radio, John is a talented radio host in the state of Arkansas. He might only be 6 years older than us but he catches the brunt of the quips about senior specials and a receding hairline. Besides his loud voice, John has a loud personality that shows in his choice of outfits. He typically is the preppiest person in the room, which is why I made him an usher, so he cannot choose to wear salmon colored pants. There is also the time he refused to get in the water at the lake because he had not taken a picture in his Fourth of July garb and couldn't mess up his hair in the lake water. John can be counted on for some good insights to Razorback sports. His love of singing and karaoke has made for fun times over the years.
Cody Tabler
Usher
Better known as Booneville, Cody has always been a great time to be around. He is not the loudest person in the group, but he always has something funny to say. I’m not sure I know of anyone else who can go on a solo trip like this guy. Booneville has spent the night on our couches over the years that we should have been charging him rent. Not really though, because he was the type of person to show up with house warming presents of coconut beer or alien vodka. Booneville is the only other person I have become friends with over the years that shares a love of hood rap (2 Chainz). Couple years back we went to Boston for St. Patrick’s day, and he texted his now wife, “Irish you were here.” So Booneville, Irish you’d be my usher.
Hunter Thomasson
Usher
Hunter and I became friends while I was in grad school. Several times we had to share the trunk of a crammed Yukon as Brendan drove everyone home from Dickson. Hunter can be thanked for Steves and I becoming close when he married Anna, forcing Steves to become homeless. Hunter is a big sports fan like myself, and he is always down to take an adventure to see whatever team they play. We road tripped up to Omaha to see the Hogs beat Texas in the CWS. Hunter is the man with a deal and always goes out of his way to make sure his friends get the best deal on hotels or tickets. Every game day weekend Hunter can be one of those guys you can count on to volunteer his time to make sure the tailgate get set up by first light.