Wedding Party
Erika Serraes-Cherry
Maid of Honor
For 16 years (and somehow still going), this woman has stuck with me through every version of myself—good, bad, dramatic, questionable fashion choices (i.e. pinecone necklace)—you name it. Even when we were hundreds of miles apart, she never missed a beat. She’s cheered me on through the highs and dragged me off the floor during the lows. She's been my rock, always there to tell it to me straight, and is truly one of the best humans I know. I honestly don’t know how I got so lucky to call her my best friend—and I’m beyond honored (and slightly emotional) that she’ll be by my side on one of the biggest days of my life.
Alex "Curley" Curley
Best Man
We met on Marymount University’s lacrosse field in 2005—two guys who chased ground‑balls and good times. By sophomore year we were roommates making questionable playlists, while splitting rent with side‑gigs like hauling bounce houses for Big Country Amusements and “quality‑testing” frozen drinks for The Margarita Man‑DC. Life pulled us to different ZIP codes, but the good times, DnD sessions, and annual Curley‑Stover throw‑downs never stopped. Nearly twenty years later, he’s not just my best man; he’s my brother‑from‑another‑mother. Spot the curly‑haired guy rallying the dance floor—or teaching the “1‑4‑24” dice game—and know you’re in good hands.
