Changed da house,
Changed da look.
BTW, my bathrobe's usually pink
and we don't have a fireplace.
Other than that,
it's pretty accurate...
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Changed da house,
Changed da look.
BTW, my bathrobe's usually pink
and we don't have a fireplace.
Other than that,
it's pretty accurate...
Psst...click the words above to navigate.
Best viewed, unfortunately, in Internet Explorer.
Tony and I met with his colleague last night at Tony's place, essentially to listen to his repertoire of violin solos and pick a wedding march.
I have to say it wasn't as easy as we thought it'd be.
The main problem is that we've got 1 solo violinist and a possible accompaniment, except he doesn't know it yet. (Chris Fry is a genius with the guitar and keyboard, plus he's rather spiffy with technology and music.) While Patrick plays the violin beautifully (that man can play ANYTHING on the violin), it's not quite possible to be a string quartet all by himself. He certainly gave a fair attempt to be a duet for a good while, though.
I am quite ngngngngng about the traditially processional march and recessional march played at every wedding. One's Mendelssohn's Midsummer Night's Dream theme (the recessional) and the other is the ol' "Here Comes the Bride" by Wagner. And yes, I have heard of Johann Pachelbel's Canon in D, but that requires a string quartet for sure, and besides... Patrick says it's been played by a cellist 1,008 times. (In other words, lots of weddings do it.)
Research on the internet have thrown up suggestions like Pomp and Circumstance, but that's too Zadok the Priest-like for me and besides, I can never escape the classic imagery of Hulk Hogan walking to the ring, holding up the championship belt. WWF really spoilt that song for me.
Tony and I are of the mindset that it should be something semi-solemn and devoid of cheesiness (no teeny-bopper pop songs), but we just don't know what, exactly.
Meanwhile, the only opening notes that really strike my fancy on the violin are the following:
I need help. Please suggest something.
There are a few reasons I try not to read bridal magazines and go to Wedding Fairs.
Apart from feeding the Bridal Monster Within with information regarding the latest fashion in wedding favours, the must-have flowers for a Summer Wedding, and the optimal number of pantone-coordinated bridesmaids one should have in a bridal party, there's also a frightening array of Wedding Dos and Absolute Don'ts. And I feel like a complete idiot when some of our decisions come under Wedding Fall-Flat-On-Your-Face Faux Pas of the Decade, nay, CENTURY. (Yes, one actually said "hundred-year-old etiquette".)
It's hard enough doing a fusion wedding of sorts. I'm wearing a Big White Dress, but I'm having a tea ceremony in the afternoon. Tony refused to see me in any of the gowns I tried on here "because it's bad luck before the wedding day or something", but we're having our formal photos taken in the afternoon prior to the wedding ceremony. The mother of the bride is wearing a kebaya, while the father of the groom is wearing a suit. We're having a spit roast reception, but we're also gonna try and conduct the toast in the typical Chinese, lusty, "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM SENG!" motif.
I've occasionally looked up wedding etiquette websites to check if I've unintentionally offended my western counterparts in my inexperience with their wedding culture. Every time I read an article, I come away feeling worse.
Last week's revelation came in the definition of RSVP, which stands for Respondez S'il Vous Plait, or Please Reply. I thus felt like a bit of a dotard for having printed "Please RSVP" in all my out-of-town invites. Please Please Reply. Niiiiice...
Today's valuable insight was how absolutely crass Tony and I have been, because we've printed details of our gift registry INSIDE the wedding invitation itself. What I should have known and done, as any self-respecting, well brought up bride-to-be would, was either to pass the information along by word of mouth, or put such details on a separate piece of paper (preferably vellum, or something equally expensive and chi chi) and insert that into the wedding invite, along with instructions on where to park (oops), a map of the ceremonial grounds (oops) and accommodation, if any (oops, oooooooooops, ooooops).
And here I was this morning, congratulating myself for wisely declining an offer to put up information regarding a Wedding Money Tree in the weekly church newsletter. Yes, that was actually suggested by someone, in all earnestness. Thank goodness I'm the editor for the month and so can regulate that sort of thing.
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Singaporean Chick embarking on
Adventure of Lifetime with
Cute Aussie Bloke.
Crazy turn of events officiated
18th December 2004.
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~ Accomplishments So Far ~Still Married After 13 months
Attained Driver's License!
Manual one, too!
On my first try!
Found a Real Job
BOUGHT A HOUSE
Bought a coffee table
Climbed part of Mt Kosciusko
Chilled with Mum
Organised a house warming party
Good health
Good friends
Renewed relationship with God
"A house is a machine for living." -- Buckminster Fuller, designer/architect/inventor
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