Monday, June 14, 2004

i love weddings.

i honestly do.

i think they're the bomb. just the thought of it is enough to get me daydreaming about my own and how it'd be, right down to the very last detail.

now i'm not being biased or anything, but i really love Malay weddings.


man, you've got to love the ambience.


the rows of dishes lined up at the buffet table...
the guests mingling and socializing...
the cooks brewing up a killer Ayam Masak Lemak at the back...
the dishwashers slogging it out, wishing they're somewhere else instead...
the timeless Malay slow rock ballads a.k.a lagu orang kahwin...
the hoards of families arriving, baby prams and all, in sychronised ambush all at once...
the mother and father of the bride becoming super socialites for the day...
the kendarats handing you those eggs in those passe ceramic glasses...
the kompang army wreaking havoc in the neighbourhood...
the bride who can't feel her legs cos she sat for wayyyyy too long...
the groom fantasizing about tearing up his baju pengantin with his keris because he's sweating like mad...
the silat maestros feeling-feeling pendekar infront of the pelamin...
the grannies doing background checks, asking anything and everything about the newly-weds...
the grandpas having their personal take on the Government and debating on what is wrong with the U.S...
the womenfolk, with their showcase of blinding gold jewellery, freestyling gossip about so-and-so and recommending the latest and greatest in cosmetics...
the shades-wearing pakciks talking about property prices and the current state of Manchester United...
the guys trying to tangkap hansem while checking out the kebaya chicks...
the kebaya chicks trying to maintain vouge while taking food cos know they're being checked out...
the kids running all over the place and playing fencing with their bunga manggar...
the babies fast asleep in their mother's arms cos they've had enough of milk...

...... all this going on while some Karaoke-addict belts out a feel-good hit on the rented soundsystem. and the poor git doesn't know everyone thinks his voice sucks.

i love weddings.

i honestly do.



bedroom*hair @ 7:57 am

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