01/07/2026
~Mr & Mrs Bruce~
Saturday, 7th March 2026
What a pleasure it was to wed these two lovebirds who brought all the character and personality with no f@&ks given. 🙌🏼
This ceremony was uniquely them, perfect.
Tara loves many things about Jarrod.
She loves that wherever he goes, he somehow makes a friend. Lose him at a festival and you can almost guarantee he has found a fellow ranga — or a bearded man — and struck up a deep and meaningful.
His friendliness is so powerful it once escalated into caring for a neighbour’s birds three times a day… and genuinely questioning whether they’d made a catastrophic real estate decision.
But beneath the humour is something far more significant.
More than anything else, Tara loves that Jarrod does what he says he’s going to do.
He shows up.
And that consistency has allowed her to feel safe — safe enough to be
exactly who she is.
Jarrod, in turn, has always been in awe of Tara. Early on, she would casually message him:
“Doing an impromptu cook-up for twelve.”
No notice. No stress.
A few hours later, there would be photos of a full three-course feast — somehow produced in a two-bedroom unit. And then she would do the impossible — fit twelve humans into that same space, transforming it into a room full of noise, warmth, food
and laughter. Jarrod didn’t just admire that hospitality — he recognised it. He shares her love of opening doors. Of feeding people. Of creating space where others feel welcome.
He loves the way Tara holds her friendships — carefully, intentionally, deeply. The people who stand with her today are not casual additions. They are chosen, cherished, and now they have become his people too.
And then there is the home they have built together.
A house filled with four women. Noise. Emotion. Energy. Movement.
For some, that might feel chaotic.
For Jarrod, it feels like life.
It feels like home.
🤍
Alexandra
