Meet Hazel; my sister. Growing up, I always looked up to her- and not just because she was taller at one point. Whether it was Cher in clueless or Sailor Moon, Hazel always had to play the leading role. I, on the other hand, was always the supporting cast member or sidekick- A role that placed me on a pedestal always by her side. Everything she touched was magically hers, and everything she said, I (usually) had to follow. It was an imaginary world, but there was nothing pretend about her character. Hazel didn’t need to wear a tiara or hold the mighty moon stick to play the part- it was her headstrong attitude, effortless style, and amazing generosity that made these roles fit like a princess’ glove. Her optimism and uplifting personality are infectious, and she continues to inspire me to be the best version of myself today. And while we no longer live in her fantasy world where we travel through time or move mountains, I’m forever grateful to have her in my world- as my go to shopping buddy, my boxing partner at the gym, my spa date of choice, my interview coach and my one and only sister. One may expect that a bride picks her sister to be her MOH by default, but quite honestly, I would choose her even if she wasn’t.