Maid of Honor
Allyssa's been holding me (and my big head) up since day 1 of her entering this world. She decreases the amount of typos in my work, gives the absolute best gifts, and has been planning this wedding her whole life. Don't let her sweet smile fool you... she is a ruthless Catan player and loves making fun of Mat (which we all appreciate).
Bridesmaid
Meghan is my (and Mat's) bonus sister from another mister. She somehow put up with living with not only me but Mat and his gross bathroom habits, poorly timed jokes, and endless hours of video games. She loves fiercely and if you give her enough champagne she MIGHT rap some Salt N Peppa.
Bridesmaid
Taryn is also our sister. Kidding... but her husband IS Mat's fraternity brother. Yes, as in Chris. As in Michelle's brother. Don't worry, I'll draw you a family tree. Chris and Taryn have a million children and somehow always make time for a good time. Her laugh lights up a room and her dancing is a special gift I hope you all get to enjoy in September :)
Bridesmaid
Michelle is also our sister... literally. The Greek Gods decided this sassy red head was fit enough to be our "big sis" at WSU. If it weren't for Michelle and I pestering her brother Chris, Mat and I would have never met. Everyone needs a Michelle in their life, she somehow works 57 different jobs, raises her kiddo, and does it all with a Cab in hand.
Bridesmaid
Shea and I met over a glass (or bottle) of wine and Catan. And we've been friends ever since. Between the 2 of us we have like 2394 businesses and wonder why we're so tired! Shea's taught me to take risks, take better care of myself, and that wine shots are always a good way to end the night.
Bridesmaid
Melissa and I bond over how strange our partners are. Trust me... if you know them... you know! But beyond that she has the biggest heart, mixes the best cocktails, and makes life way more fun. I've spent many a late night in her kitchen talking about deep life stuff, tasting all of the hot sauces, ... or when the appropriate time to eat chicken nuggets is.
Officiant
Cj recruited Mat to be in his fraternity, then single handedly got him kicked out. It's an interesting story, you should ask him about it some time. Mat and Cj lived together in college, with their third roommate Matt. Every time Cj would yell for either Mat or Matt, they would both answer thinking he was talking to both of them. That led to Cj coining the nickname Frat, Frathew, or Frat Larsen. Cj is from Oregon.
Best Man
Chad and Mat have been in a non-phyiscal homosexual relationship for 17 years. He stuck his head in a chandelier and grilled Kelsey on what her intentions with Mat would be, similar to a conversation Mat would later have with Kelsey's dad. He's also tall.
Groomsman
Ethan is Mat's first ever friend. They grew up in the same neighborhood, and were essentially both raised by two non-lesbian moms. Ethan has spent most of his life trying to get Mat into situations where he's either sneaking out a bedroom window, or ends up covered in a head to toe stinging nettle rash. Ethan has ducks, and is allergic to their eggs.
Groomsman
Anthony was the first (but not the last) person to ever punch Mat in the face. Anthony may still hold the North Tapps Middle School record for most push-ups handed out as punishment from a PE teacher.
Groomsman
Matt and Mat grew up in the same neighborhood. Mat decided they would be friends forever when he got on the bus with dog poop on his shoes and Matt was the only one willing to pull his Old Navy Tech Vest up over his nose to fight the smell and sit by him. Matt used to drive a bright yellow Mercury Cougar.
Groomsman
Trevor and Mat have become very close post college (first college). As they both try their best to become real adults, they will randomly talk to eachother on the phone like teenage girls. Tyler owns a garbage business.
Groomsman
Mat and Dave met at WSU. Since college, they started bow hunting together, and love pretending like they're real men. He's a great dad who always has some good stories about his son pooping in the bath tub. Dave hates runny egg yoke.