Where do I even start with Megan? We’ve been best friends for 15 years — that’s over half my life of inside jokes, questionable fashion choices, and way too many late-night snack runs. She’s been my ride-or-die, my therapist, my partner in crime, and honestly, the sister I got to choose. From surviving high school drama to celebrating life’s big and small moments, she’s been there through it all — sometimes with tissues, sometimes with tough love but, always with heart. She knows all my secrets and (thankfully) hasn’t shared them… yet. There’s no one else I’d trust more to keep me calm on the biggest day of my life — or at least make me laugh until I forget what I was stressing about. She’s not just my maid of honor — she’s a forever friend, the one who keeps me grounded, and the person who reminds me that love (and a little sarcasm) can get you through anything.

Powell met Evan while working at Honda of Seattle, back when he was the new guy fresh out of Texas trying to figure out both Washington weather and where to find good barbecue. Evan was Powell's first real friend in Washington and quickly became his partner in crime in the shop. Between turning wrenches, cracking jokes, and debating who's the better mechanic (it's still up for debate), the two built a friendship that's lasted through long workdays, late-night hangouts, and plenty of laughs. Powell's lucky to have Evan by his side, both as his best man and as the brother he got to choose.