Father of the Bride
If patience had an origin story, it started with him. Calm like a monk, kind like a saint — and yes, that bald head? Legendary. He says my sister pulled the hair out. I have other theories... ask me. The man who never once shouted when I got the same maths question wrong for the tenth time — or the hundredth. If monks ever need lessons in patience, they should start here.
Father of the Groom
There’s no such thing as strangers in his world — only friends he hasn’t met yet. Just don’t be surprised if he knows your uncle, your Uber driver, and your cousin’s neighbour by the end of the weekend. Warm, dependable, and always ready to help, he’s the man who’ll fix any problem, charm a crowd, and give the kind of hugs that make everything feel okay. If you get one, consider yourself officially part of the family.
Mother of the Bride
They got creative with my name by changing one letter in hers — branding at its finest. Always down for family time. From fast and furious driving to skydiving, she taught me fearlessness — nothing’s too scary if you’ve decided it isn’t. At any moment, she’ll be soaking up the vibes, laughing loud, and absolutely refusing to miss out on anything.
Mother of the Groom
Fueled by rooibos tea and sheer willpower, she’s a lawyer, a supermum and reigning queen of “Are you sure you’re not hungry?” She’ll always save you the last slice of cake and pretend she didn’t even want it. To her, every road-trip is an expedition; stocked with snacks for every possible craving. And if you think you’re leaving her house without taking one more rotli, you’re clearly new here. Supportive, hardworking, and endlessly thoughtful — she does it all with love, encouragement and snacks, just in case.
Sister of the Bride
Second mum, lifelong style thief, occasional life coach. We’re two weirdos who somehow make sense together. From sneaking down the stairs for midnight snacks to getting in trouble for drawing masterpieces under the table at family parties, it’s always been the two of us in our own little world. There’s always some dumb joke, some chaos, and somehow… it works. Always has.
Sister of the Groom
Probably the most committed copycat you’ll meet. Same parents? Check. Same career? Suspicious. Dimples? Naturally. I’m pretty sure she saw me thriving and thought, “Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V — I’ll take the same life, please.” Sharing bunk beds to diving with sharks together, she’s always been my sounding board — and the only person who truly gets my obsession with Microsoft Excel.
Dad Joke Department
It only took the birth of his daughter for the dad jokes to truly flourish — and now there's no turning back. The most reliable, type-A presence in a very type-chaotic family. Always there, always prepared… probably with a spreadsheet and a backup plan.
On call Doc
Always up for trying something new - like that time he ate a bowl of wasabi ice cream and survived. With our shared love of drones we’ve got more crash stories than flight time, but at least we laugh through the wreckage. Now training as an anaesthetist and moonlighting as my shoe bodyguard — Beware! If anyone tries to steal my wedding shoes, he might just help them take a little nap.
Bride’s Sidekick
Almost three, full of opinions, and calls me cutiepie (completely unprompted — ask her). She’ll be bringing the cuteness and tagging along as my little companion for pretty much everything. Best friend status: confirmed — just ask her.
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Official Bodyguard
Don’t let the chubby cheeks and sleepy eyes fool you — this baby means business. He may be small now, but the second you mess with me, he's ready to launch into high-pitched siren mode. The most adorable security detail you’ll ever meet, and future CEO of sibling hugs, chaos, and (probably) snack hoarding. Little brother to Vidya, and already gearing up to outshine us all.