i love being a bride.

It’s been a month since my reception. I have to stop writing about my wedding reviews soon. Life’s got to move on, right? Well, life already has moved on and everything is just wonderful, actually. But for sake of completeness (and my own sake), I’ll (try) finish off all reviews ASAP (not that anyone wants to know pun, I know).

Here goes nothing (again).

After the rehearsals, I couldn’t stop pacing. I was worried if everything started late. I was worried if I couldn’t be ready before the VVIP arrived. I was worried I was going to screw up when the time came for the protocols. I was a ball of nerves. Haih!

At 11.00, a Shah Alam number called me. I held my breath. Turns out that Kak Liza only wanted to double confirm that I didn’t need to rent any accessories from her. Phew. I thought she couldn’t make it or something.

When Kak Liza finally arrived, my mom and sister were already being made up by non other that Eija. She came with my (huge) handbouquet and my, oh my, did I love the colour of that handbouquet or what! Anyways, back to Kak Liza. She is seriously, seriously so baik, I tell you! And so pretty too! I can’t believe she has 3 kids already! I mean like, look at that figure and that face. Wow! Unbelievable.

It was a pleasant experience being dolled up by her. I felt the love as she painted my face pretty and did my hair. I felt the passion and love she has for making people pretty throughout the entire process. I would recommend her to anyone out there without any hesitation. Like seriously!

I got into my dress and felt like a princess. I really love the dress for its simplicity. And this time round, although we tailor-made the dress to fit my size, I decided not to keep it and return it to the boutique.

And since I know that I wouldn’t be keeping the dress (boohoo, I wish I could!), I opted for white. The all time favourite colour for weddings. So classic. So pure. So bride-ish.

At that point, I didn’t care so much about the initial drama I had with the designer. I didn’t care that I was still so scrawny. I was just so happy.

I felt amazing throughout the entire day. I couldn’t stop smiling. I smiled and smiled and smiled. I cannot believe the number of people who turned up. I don’t think any of my family members got any rest from start to finish. But because they helped out with hearts full of love, they didn’t mind at all, so I was told.

And since this was the first wedding on my mom’s side of the family, everyone was just so excited, I could die! To them I will be eternally grateful. And I hope to be there when any of your turns arrive. Perhaps then, I’d have some juniors of my own for you to summon as your minions ;)

My friends helped me out as well. Mamita came so early because I'm a baby like that and I am so used to having Mamita hold my hand every time something big happens in my life. Jaja, despite her morning sickness, made the time to make my bunga rampai for me and for coming so very early walaupun kepala pening-pening. And of course, the rest of you, for being there. For just being apart of my life. For making sure I am happy and being super protective of me.

I didn’t plan on having a grand wedding. I wanted it to be simple. Simple colours, simple dais, simple food, simple people. Just simply, simple.

That’s who I am and where I come from.

One of my colleagues commented that even though the event was held at Merak Kayangan, it still very much felt like a Malay wedding because friends and family were roaming around the place, meeting, greeting and taking photos just like what they do if the wedding was held at home. That was exactly the concept that my dad intended to achieve. So, I’m glad everyone was relaxed and stayed on until the end.

If you ask me, frankly, I do really miss being a bride. I don’t miss the research and drama prior to the event, of course. I had enough of all of that. But I miss being a bride. I miss being made up and being photographed. I miss the adrenaline rush. I’d get back into that dress any time just to revisit those memories again.

But,


life moves on, does it not?

I actually enjoy being a wife too and there is still so much for us to learn.

I’m glad I got married and I’m glad that all the events (including bertandang) went well, Alhamdulillah.

Sometimes the things you plan the least are those which turn out to be the best surprises ;)

photo credits to Fotoeve Asia and Uncle Zai.

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