today, i would like to discuss about what i think about weddings. first of all, i would like to confess how much i love weddings. i love to attend weddings, probably because i don't get to go to many weddings, as most of them are attended by my parents and my brother. *sigh* therefore, i appreciate and savor every moment i have in the weddings.
and as a girl, i would think and judge for myself if everything in the wedding is appropriate or not. *giggles*
but why am i all of a sudden interested in writing an entry about weddings?
see, yesterday, i was scrolling down all the news feed on Facebook, and i came across one post about getting married while being a student. and the girl, who is married now at the age of 21 explained how her wedding went without a ceremony, just 'nikah'. not much of a hantaran, just a wedding ring. and she explained how there's no need of a mas kahwin, as she's a future medical doctor. and that she could survive for the time being with the scholarship she has. she didn't purchased a wedding dress, she wore one of her baju raya. she also adviced us all to get married at young age and that it's perfectly fine.
not to high, or i might trip! |
i would want to have a wedding dress, and wedding shoes. a wedding reception with the cutest wedding altar where people could walk right pass it. best wedding photographer who could capture all the laughter and happiness and love in the ceremony. food where everybody would be satisfied, enough to feed everybody who came to celebrate the joy of us newlyweds. *i'd leave this to my father, he's good in catering* not to forget a DJ who could entertain the crowd, not just play love songs.
as for the hantaran, *hantaran is actually presents both the bride and groom would give to one another* i would want to have everything that i don't have now. things that i could use and not just keep in the cupboard for display. I Pad, I Phone, all of the I's i don't own. *i have a feeling every guy reading this would totally reject me as a wife. LOL* but hey, i'm not that cruel. i'll see if he could afford them. well, if he can't, we'll think of something else then. these stuff are negotiable. ^_^
also, i would want the groom to prepare a mix tape for me. songs that he'd like to dedicate to me, and i'd do the same to him. but maybe we should only give these mix tapes to one another after nikah, after we're legally husband and wife. i've always thought of mix tapes to be the sweetest present one could give the other. *i know i'm a bit dramatic, but what can i do? i can't help myself!*
this baby *refers to image on the left* will always be my dream wedding dress. it's not too big and i like the twirling of fabric at the bottom half of the dress. but i don't think i would ever walk down in a wedding dress. maybe i would just photograph myself in it with my husband in tux. just for fun. *but i might have to lose tonnes of weight to squeeze myself in a dress like this.* again, it's just me, day-dreaming. i might walk in the wedding reception in a white jubah, i always thought jubah is the most elegant dress for a bride.
and did i mention the cake? how could i ever not mention about the cake, when i go crazy watching Cake Boss? *smacks forehead* i'm not picky, but i would really love the tiered wedding cake, doesn't have to be white, i might add some crazy colours on it. and i really hope i would get a cake which is not the butter cream cake! that is such a bummer. i hope my wedding cake has some flavours, like Hazelnut-almond cake, chocolate ganache, and raspberries, that is like a combo! *i confess i Googled the flavours* I hope you get what i mean. i don't want people to go, 'BO-RING!' with the butter cream cake again.
pretty much, that's how i really wish my wedding would be, but then again, think about how much my wedding would cost? hmm...that's another thing to think about. but until i reach the stage where i should really think about how much this and that costs, i would really love to think that this is how my wedding would be! *don't tell me i can't dream?*
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