My brother is the definition of rock solid—the guy who'll drop everything to help, grill you the best damn steak you've ever tasted, and has your back no matter what. He's proven time and again he's the most reliable person in my life. Of course, he's also a chaos agent in the best way: his tiny pickup truck looks like it belongs in a toy box, planning anything will have to wait till tomorrow, and if the night gets good, odds are he'll be napping through the Happily Ever After Party. But that's just him—unpredictable, hilarious, and always there when it counts.

Alycia and I met in 2017 at work, when she was new to NYC and committed the ultimate New York sin: cutting her pizza and eating it with a fork and knife. As a native New Yorker, I was horrified—but we still became fast friends. Over the years, I like to think some of Alycia’s effortlessly cool SoCal-girl energy has rubbed off on me (wishful thinking!). She is incredibly reliable, genuinely funny, and hands down the best ski partner. We’ve made so many unforgettable memories together and I’m beyond grateful to have her by my side as part of our special day.