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Brooke Vaughn

and

Storm LeClair

April 24, 2026

Thomasville, GA

Our Love Story

First comes hunting, then comes marriage.

Our story begins the way all great love stories do—at the crack of dawn, in camo, surrounded by decoys. We were set up by our mutual friends (thanks Tatzia and Ryan!). It was basically a blind date—but with some key intel passed along. I hadn’t seen a picture of Storm, just heard that he liked all the same things I did. Storm, on the other hand, had seen a picture of me—blonde, grinning, and sitting in a boat full of ducks. That pretty much sealed the deal for him. Our first official meeting was a duck hunt—early, cold, and definitely not your typical first date. But apparently, the camo overalls worked their magic, because by the end of the morning, Storm had casually (and very smoothly) gotten my number. Not long after, he planned our first real date—picked me up, had dinner reservations, and totally swept me off my feet. It seems we’ve been inseparable ever since. From that first date to ranch weekends, from life’s little moments to milestones like passing the bar—whether we’re out riding the SXS with Lander and Wavey or me watching Storm as he dominates the pool table—somehow, God stepped in and gave us exactly what we didn’t even know we needed: each other. And now, in the very place where the sparks first flew—on a duck boat—Storm asked me to be his forever. We can’t wait to say “I do” in front of our favorite people.