Maid of Honor
The oldest young person I know. Cat adoption agency. Best emo-music road trip performer. Antelope rider. In all seriousness, she is my dearest and oldest friend (since middle school). I would not be the lovable weirdo I am today without her. Also, I forgive you for pulling my rat tail in elementary- I know it was just jealously over my fly wind suits.
Bridesmaid
THE VERNACULATOR AKA Dude Bro Anne. Blue Moon Survivor. Road Trip DJ. By complete luck or our complete love for angsty teen music- St. Scholastica matched us as freshman roommates #meetcute
Bridesmaid
Ginger Cult Organizer. Blue Moon Survivor. Road Trip Navigator. Your grandmother's soul reincarnated. Mary was kitty-corner to our (Anne and My) dorm room freshman year. Mary, Anne, and I were everywhere together- we were practically conjoined. So much so, people would ask when there was one missing. #THETRIFECTA
Bridesmaid
TRISHA. So cute, but shockingly deadly. Directionally challenged. Road trip napper. We (Anne and I) shared a wall with Krista in our freshman dorms. More like an outlet- that we could hear her JAMMING to Avril Lavigne through. Angsty girl music seems to be a theme!
Best Man
MEGA PLATINUM DIESEL. Avid golfer. Michael Bay enthusiast. Oh, also ladies-he's single.
Groomsman
HUGE cat guy. Has never read a Game of Thrones book. Self proclaimed average tennis doubles player. "Jimmy man? Jimmy's, jimmy"
Groomsman
The OG Leonard. Self proclaimed biggest Nickelback fanboy. May or may not show up due to black ice.
Groomsman
Imaginary Grateful Dead Member. A walking Shazam App. And oh- he's single.