Just got home from my best friend’s wedding. The bride looks so beautiful
The head of the bridesmaids is Bride’s (Yes, my alias for my best gurffren now =P) elder sister, Rainie – and I can see why. Rainie is closest to Bride – No, I’m not jealous, I feel happy that Bride has her best friend(s) so close to her, right in her own family. =)
Bride picked us – Jou and mua – and we headed to her place. We had buffet for dinner there, and Rainie briefed us on the games the bridesmaids – or chee mui(s) a.k.a pet sisters – would force the groom’s heng tais’ aka groom’s best friends to play.
By the way, one of the bridesmaids is a guy. Yes, a GUY. He is one of Bride’s besties since forever as well. =D
On to the groom. This wedding us the first time I have officially spoken to him. Groom looks a darn lot younger than his age (Should I say? Nah. =P). He has a boyish charm to him (OK, cue PS 3 gaming. Seriously. IMHO, guys who game are kinda young at heart as well. =) ), and, looks like a genuinely nice guy.
In the 3 days I knew him, he has never shown any temper. (Well, to balance out the Bride whose temper flies at the drop of a pin…. Of which dissipates as quickly as it comes =P) He looks like a simple guy and cheerful guy. Not a drinker, loves karaoke, not a worry wart. Has the good qualities of a typical boyish guy.
Somehow, I get the boyish guys who try to act grown-up. Oh please. Be yourself, not a hypocrite….
Did I mention? I ruined the blessed couple’s first wedded night together?
It wasn’t intentional, nor did the couple mind at all. Jou and I overnighted at the groom’s place, so us 3 girls including the Bride huddled together in the groom’s bedroom, while the groom slept in his brother’s. The couple aren’t really traditional people, so it was all good and fine.
PC: Aren’t we spoiling your wedding night?
Bride: You know then good la
=P Sorry =P
I looked like crap when my photos were taken, but whatever, I don’t care anyhow. As long its my face in there with the most beautiful girl in the world that day/night, its fine with me. Though she might crop out my Frankenstein face…
The only thing I kicked myself for is the inability to speak in dialect.
There was this one bridesmaid (who was there as a courtesy, not that she was a bestie…) who cheated in the colour she was supposed to wear. Bridesmaids were to wear a certain of dark blue (Ohoh, mine was the EXACT, CORRECT, SPOT-ON *damn bangga* shade of blue!!! SCORE!!!! 100% accuracy!) and that bridesmaid wore PURPLE.
I yelled that she was a cheater. Hey, what? She is a cheater! Does she think Bride is colour-blind?? Its a deep indigo purple and the girl said its a different shade of blue.
Bride told me in confidence later that she had actually pre-approved of a blue dress the girl had on before, and told her to wear it for the wedding. Attitude problem isit that breadstick!
Apparently, yes, the bread does have attitude problems, but she was the bridesmaid because she’s the girlfriend of the groom’s best friend. Oh well.
Bride wore 3 costumes for the official wedding lunch. All her costumes showcased her giantantic assets (You know, one of those born Marilyn Monroes with super curves and the tiniest waists) no matter how she tried to pull up her dress. Lol.
All her dresses were very pretty (You know, good taste =P), but her final dress was the best, in my opinion. Bride wore a Korean traditional costume – navy blue billowing skirt, and white top. So unique and so pretty and cute at the same time *melts*.
I don’t have any photos to do this post justice, but I suppose it will be posted on FB soon enough.
Will add more when I upload this to the server.
BTW, if I ever get married, I’d play rock or accoustic love songs. I’d get a live band to play. This paragraph was inspired by Sixx:A.M.’s Smile, off their new album This Is Gonna Hurt.
And if I die, I’d request for the band’s songs: Goodbye My Friends and Life is Beautiful. What the hell right, planning for my funeral? But the end of the world is soon, at least I could play some awesome music before we all die…. =P
Well, I’m telling you, my wedding and funeral would not be conventional, this I promise myself. My groom (In my dreams) would be handsome in all black, and I in all white. Granted, I don’t have big boobs, but I’d like to wear a backless gown. And for the change of clothes, I’d like a dark, royal purple gown.
As for my funeral… Hmm. I’d only attended Chinese ones, and they are a noisy affair. Ugh. I’d prefer a quiet, formal one, just like those for Christians. Simple and clean. No chanting and clanging.
OK, back to unpacking my stuff.
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