0 In Life/ Ron Rambles

Love, Weekend: The Day

It’s not everyday you get to marry the love of your life, that’s why weddings are always so special. It’s just full of love, support and happiness of not only the two people in union but also those who surround them. I get to experience this on the 3rd day of my crazy weekend.

Preparations

Preparations began. My face looked more presentable and my hair looked like chocolate swirls. The thing I’ve noticed about myself recently is that I critique people who do my make up more now compared to years ago. I’ve been on the make up chair quite a lot before due to events, pageants and occasions but I was usually in awe with how they would make me look more enhanced. It’s probably because I’ve learned now how to do my own make up that it seems like I’ve desensitized myself from what I thought was magic. I’ve become aware of their eyeshadow blending skills (which is usually not that polished because having hooded eyes is so much work), how far away the lashes were put on top of my lash line to make my eyes look bigger and how well they shape my eyebrows without making them look like caterpillars.

image

Hair styling is definitely not my forte, so the magic in that is still intact. Look at my gorgeous side swirly bun. Thankful I didn’t cut my hair when I had the urge weeks ago. I’m still craving for a change, though. I wish making it silver gray doesn’t kill the hair, but I know it would.

image
image
image

In the midst of the hair and make up session, the bride had a mini photoshoot inside the room and the balcony. My snapchat captions (username: rownaeh) were not the very best, but hey.

image

Later on, everyone was ready and it was time.

Ceremony

There were some hiccups before the ceremony began but nothing patience can’t fix. The venue was made magical by the gorgeous flowers everywhere.

image
image

It was like walking into a page of a fairy tale story.

image

And indeed, a fairy tale it was. Everyone was emotional, I was close to tears, when the bride walked down the aisle to meet her prince. Staying to true Filipino style though, there were some funny moments. Moments that made the event imperfectly perfect and light hearted. Sooner than we thought, the ceremony was concise and straight to the point, vows were exchanged and their happily ever after began when they both said “I do”.

image

Reception

It was nearing dark and we had a few cocktails outside the pavilion while the staff rearranged the venue from chairs-only to a setting apt for the gastronomic experience we were about to have.

image
image
image
image

If it was magical before during the ceremony then it became a flower forest during dinner.

image

It was the most organized reception I’ve ever been. The host made sure there was no dead air and things kept going while everyone was enjoying their food.

image

We had a couple of appetizers but these prawns were just sublime. I could’ve eaten this all day. We had soup that I failed to document and eat (!!!) because I got too involved with what’s happening. Haha Steak was set as the main course which honestly didn’t look like this in real life. It was more appetizing in person, trust me.

image

If you have read my previous post, you’d know that I was gushing all over their creme brulee and panna cotta. I was so chuffed when we had this for dessert that I was almost halfway through before remembering to take a photo. My snapchat friends were probably annoyed by how much food I was documenting the whole weekend. Ha! For the record, you don’t eat it with fork, I was just being dense.

image

We ended the night with a bang, literally. More cocktails and dancing were had after.

image
image

You know when no one wants to go first in the middle of the dance floor but when someone does, everyone goes. Well, trust me and my brothers to dance at your event, you can hire us as your dummy dancers. (trust me, as well, to be too lazy to go up in my room to create this gif in my photoshop rather than resorting to a gif site with watermarks lol)

image

Day 3 ended with my heart filled with love and my stomach, creme brulee. No, I wasn’t naked in the photo. I changed into something comfortable, took off a day old make up and slept like a baby. The day after is another adventure I have yet to share. Stay tuned, maybe? Or do whatever you want. We are a democratic bunch!

You Might Also Like

No Comments

Leave a Reply