We woke up at about 7 to get to the pre-wedding official giving of angpows, presents, pigs and chickens ceremony. Nam's family gave Michelle's family food in exchange for their daughter. Fair trade I say, Michelle's not very edible. Then all the relatives drink tea and give the to-be-married couple angpows and necklaces. Heaps of people crammed into Uncle Eddie's and Aunty Rosie's tiny house and scrambled to get a good view of the tea drinking and necklace giving. Unfortunately I don't have many good quality photos because:
1. Daphne told me to record everything using
their camcorder so I gave
my camera to mum.
2. Mum can't take photos.
3. There were too many freaking people wandering around and they would pop into photos just as you took them.
A photographers worst nightmare I tell you. Speaking of photographers. One of the photographers was
really hot but short. And married. Bleh
They came bearing gifts, and the pig that died for Nam and Michelle's love. Romantic no?
Monica the beautiful bridesmaid and me, looking severely underdessed (too early in the morning for nice hair and makeup, sorry)
Aren't they all looking spiffy? Especially Aunty Rosie!
The blushing bride and her husband-to-be
Saying their vows
The bridal car was a Hummer. A HUMMER. I hate hummers, they're so big and unecessary. But anyway, we all went to Deer Park where they were having their catholic wedding.
I know I'm going to be flamed for this, but being in a church makes me uncomfortable. Especially a catholic one, because everything is so dressed up that you can't help but feel a little self-conscious. Plus, the audience is expected to participate in the ceremony. You can't just sit there silently....you have to repeat the blessings of the priest! Sorry, but hearing him tell the church that women were made to do whatever a man wants us to do wasn't very romantic. Ridiculous! It's as if women's lib never happened!
After the cermony, Chan and Ying's parents came with us for Yum Cha at Gold Leaf. We had to rush home after that because my brother had table tennis lessons. Took me half an hour to do my hair and it was RAINING outside. My toes were starting to really hurt from being crammed into my peep toe shoes but oh well, got over it.
Picked up Darren to take him to the reception because the rest of his family had to pick up some other guests and he couldn't fit in the car. The reception was at Sheldon Receptions in Sunshine. It was a BEAUTIFUL place and the food was real damn good.
They had this amazing staircase, and raised seats for the bride, groom and all the other important people. Pity they didn't use it though. Behind it there was a wall of running water. On each table their was this white floral tree thing. Sheldon Receptions would have been absolutely
perfect for the deb ball if it weren't in the middle of nowhere. *sigh* I just love the staircase.
See?
The high table and wall of running water
Darren and Kevin's family with Nam and Michelle
Eugeypoo, me and Kevkev
Flower tree!
I didn't take any photos of the food but initially, Darren and I were seating with Kevkev and Eugene on the kiddy table. They fed us KIDS food. Seriously! I think us four were the only ones to be subjected to that kind of torture! They even put menus on our table so we knew what everyone else was eating. The kiddy food was like, [disgusting] potato cakes, fried fish, MSG flavoured fried rice, sweetcorn soup with tofu and others i've forgotten. On the adults table? LOBSTER, QUAIL, PRAWNS, STICKY RICE, MANGO PUDDING, AGGGGHHHH! Me, being the genius that I am, quickly noticed that there were 2 empty seats on my parent's table so Darren and I scooted over there in time for lobster. Really, all we missed out on was the entree and my dad brought some over for me anyway (none for Eugeypoo, Ba loves me more). Darren kept accusing me of offending Daphne...but I didn't do anything!!
Ooh...there were these really hot waitors. Like...hot. I didn't get a photo unfortunately. I think he was a bit freaked out by me, because Darren and I were laughing that we'd managed to outwit the caterers and get adult food so I kind of waved at him in a 'HAH in your face' way and that kind of looks like my 'HEY YOU'RE HOT' wave and he gave me a weird look and walked off. Oops.
I'd just like to talk about that lobster. It was a whole lobster, shell and all, resting on a bed of noodles. The meat still inside, and not pathetically shrivelled, no, it was still full of meat. And oh, it tasted fan-freakin-tastic. Jealous? The champagne was really nice too, but I didn't drink it all. Just a little when we were toasting but I gave the rest to Darren because I didn't particularly want to get pissed.
All the speeches and stuff went on for AGES. Hardly got to dance. I reckon receptions are only fun if you're a good friend of the bride or groom, and
your parents aren't there. There was a bit of dancing, but the DJ was crap. He played all those cliched wedding love songs, and played Shania Twain's 'From this moment on' TWICE. Unforgivable.
Uncle Eddy went around the room about 3 times and stopped at each table to have a beer and yell "YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMM SEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNG" at each one. I'm not talking about a pissy wineglass either, he was drinking out of a HUGEASS glass. By my calculations, he drank about 30 of these huge glasses (perhaps more). That guy sure can drink. It was a wonder he was still standing at 12 in the morning. He had to be helped to a table after throwing up by the dancefloor where he promptly threw up again (narrowly missing my shoes I might add) so I went to get him some tea and Darren got him some water and he skidded through the puke. I know he stepped in it cos we could smell it in the car on the way home LOL.
The party was just getting started when we left :( The floor was packed, lights dimmed and music pumping. NO FAIR! Somebody I know hurry up and get married so I can party! I feel sorry for the wait staff though. I don't think the party would have wound down till about 4 so they'd have to stay there and clean up our shit.
Fun stuff. Hard to think that it's Michelle getting married though. Weird.
Love,
Mel