And another one bites the dust
I attended another wedding this weekend.
It’s the 3rd one I’ve been to this year!
This weekend’s wedding was a garden lunch at Top Hat in KL. It’s a restaurant in a refurbished double storey bungalow, serving mostly Nyonya fare, which IMHO on that day was nothing to shout about.
Since it was a Christian wedding, there was the usual pastor’s sermon, singing of hymns, solemnization of vows (which I have always thought and still think, is the nicest, most touching and meaningful part of a wedding) and of course after it all, the customary bridal toss of the wedding bouquet.
The latter was the funniest part of this wedding.
The radiant bride clambered carefully onto a chair, helped by her bridesmaid. The Master of Ceremony announced that all single, unmarried females should gather behind the bride to see which “lucky” girl would catch the bride’s bouquet and thus, as the belief goes, be the next girl to get married.
The crowd of 100 something guests tittered and waited expectantly but not one girl stepped into the sunny clearing.
I tried to make myself invisible by staring at the ground.
A few reluctant moments later...
The poor bride from her precarious post looked beseechingly at the cluster of her bridal chi mui entourage, which I unfortunately, happened to be a part of.
Earlier this morning we had been a bunch of giggly, devious girls thinking up ingenious tasks to make life difficult for the bridegroom and his best men, before they were allowed to pick up the bride from her room.
Now, all of us looked like she wished she could dissapparate on the spot.
Unwillingly, with egging from the crowd and mostly for the bride’s benefit, the bunch of us straggled into the clearing, a fine sight in our strappy heels and flowery sundresses.
The bride heaved a sigh of relieve and readied to toss her bouquet over her shoulder.
We collectively edged further and further away from where the bride stood. At one point, I noticed I was right in front of all the girls and I instinctively took two huge steps back, and settled comfortably at the back of the group, which was now a safe 12 feet away from the bride.
The Law of Physics would not allow the bouquet to reach us.
In the end, the cute little 5-year old flower girl happily caught the lovely baby-pink rose bouquet.
Her mother later laughingly told us that she was the only girl not shy to catch the bouquet because she was too young to understand the significance of catching the bridal toss.
I don’t know about the other girls, but for me coyness had nothing to do with my reluctance to catch the bouquet.
It had a lot more to do with the sweltering hot mid-day sun, whose rays were beating down mercilessly on the unsheltered driveway of the restaurant (pictured above, with tables removed) where we had to stand.
It’s the 3rd one I’ve been to this year!
This weekend’s wedding was a garden lunch at Top Hat in KL. It’s a restaurant in a refurbished double storey bungalow, serving mostly Nyonya fare, which IMHO on that day was nothing to shout about.
Since it was a Christian wedding, there was the usual pastor’s sermon, singing of hymns, solemnization of vows (which I have always thought and still think, is the nicest, most touching and meaningful part of a wedding) and of course after it all, the customary bridal toss of the wedding bouquet.
The latter was the funniest part of this wedding.
The radiant bride clambered carefully onto a chair, helped by her bridesmaid. The Master of Ceremony announced that all single, unmarried females should gather behind the bride to see which “lucky” girl would catch the bride’s bouquet and thus, as the belief goes, be the next girl to get married.
The crowd of 100 something guests tittered and waited expectantly but not one girl stepped into the sunny clearing.
I tried to make myself invisible by staring at the ground.
A few reluctant moments later...
The poor bride from her precarious post looked beseechingly at the cluster of her bridal chi mui entourage, which I unfortunately, happened to be a part of.
Earlier this morning we had been a bunch of giggly, devious girls thinking up ingenious tasks to make life difficult for the bridegroom and his best men, before they were allowed to pick up the bride from her room.
Now, all of us looked like she wished she could dissapparate on the spot.
Unwillingly, with egging from the crowd and mostly for the bride’s benefit, the bunch of us straggled into the clearing, a fine sight in our strappy heels and flowery sundresses.
The bride heaved a sigh of relieve and readied to toss her bouquet over her shoulder.
We collectively edged further and further away from where the bride stood. At one point, I noticed I was right in front of all the girls and I instinctively took two huge steps back, and settled comfortably at the back of the group, which was now a safe 12 feet away from the bride.
The Law of Physics would not allow the bouquet to reach us.
In the end, the cute little 5-year old flower girl happily caught the lovely baby-pink rose bouquet.
Her mother later laughingly told us that she was the only girl not shy to catch the bouquet because she was too young to understand the significance of catching the bridal toss.
I don’t know about the other girls, but for me coyness had nothing to do with my reluctance to catch the bouquet.
It had a lot more to do with the sweltering hot mid-day sun, whose rays were beating down mercilessly on the unsheltered driveway of the restaurant (pictured above, with tables removed) where we had to stand.
Over-exposure to UV rays are bad for you. ;)
Haha, what did you think was my reason?
Disclaimer: Contrary to the drift of this post, I am not a jaded, bitter female who does not believe in the sanctity of marriage. Really, I am not! :)
Disclaimer: Contrary to the drift of this post, I am not a jaded, bitter female who does not believe in the sanctity of marriage. Really, I am not! :)
Labels: Weddings
posted by N.J.A.P.F. @ 11:01 AM
4 Comments:
Yeah right! :-p
Bwahahaha self-denial?
errr...okay la. got ppl wanna pick. poor eiz (poreiz)...had to throw TWICE and no one wanted to pick it. it was like the red sea parting when she first threw the bouquet. it fell on the floor. mashed up flowers. poor flowers.
2nd time threw, it nearly fell (or fell already!) but her wedding planner picked it up - thus we said she caught it. end of story. *hehe*
bee stung lips: Yeah right, what?? :)
janvier: I don't do self-denial..haha
fer:Haha, evidently not wanting to catch the wedding bouquet is fairly common. I wonder if it's a Malaysian/ Asian thing...
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