All wedding-ed out
Two down, two to go. At least til next month.
This post could have been entitled Four Weddings and a Funeral--mine. OK, that's morbid. (Scratch that. I'm sending good vibes out to the universe!) I just have a severe case of wedding fatigue right now.
A checklist of weddings:
I've heard it a number of times from other friends/teammates: "Parang palagi ka na lang may pinupuntahang kasal, o shower, o despedida de soltera!" Tell me about it!
I am so an advocate of eloping now. Been trying to convince H that this is the way to go. I just don't like how people seem to be focusing on the wrong things--topping the last wedding, making it unique, perfecting the program. It really should be about two people making a beautiful commitment, not about a fancy photo booth or a Hollywood-style video recap. "The meaning gets lost in the details," H offered. Yes! That's exactly it! So let's elope, keep the meaning, and not hassle our friends! No?
People have also been having visions of or have been dreaming about my wedding. How strange. The latest dream supposedly had me and a dreamer-friend looking for a reception venue in some hilly village like La Vista.
C: You were looking for a football field.
Me: A football field? Who was I marrying? David Beckham?
Despite being a jaded wedding attendee, I do wish all the best for my friends who have tied/are about to tie the knot. It is a huge step, committing to someone else forever and ever, no matter what, and I applaud you for it! Just please pardon the rants of a makeup-averse girl who's had to put on a face way too often lately. I do love you all!
(And despite being this way, I still tear up whenever the bride walks down the aisle. Every. Frickin'. Time. What's up widdat?)
This post could have been entitled Four Weddings and a Funeral--mine. OK, that's morbid. (Scratch that. I'm sending good vibes out to the universe!) I just have a severe case of wedding fatigue right now.
A checklist of weddings:
- My ka-barkada's (check. I had to emcee that so I couldn't wear just any old thing.)
- H's friend's (check. I snuck in a pick-up game between the ceremony and the reception.)
- H's cousin's (pending)
- My blockmate's (pending. Although he hasn't given me the invite, so I think that's a valid excuse for not going...)
I've heard it a number of times from other friends/teammates: "Parang palagi ka na lang may pinupuntahang kasal, o shower, o despedida de soltera!" Tell me about it!
I am so an advocate of eloping now. Been trying to convince H that this is the way to go. I just don't like how people seem to be focusing on the wrong things--topping the last wedding, making it unique, perfecting the program. It really should be about two people making a beautiful commitment, not about a fancy photo booth or a Hollywood-style video recap. "The meaning gets lost in the details," H offered. Yes! That's exactly it! So let's elope, keep the meaning, and not hassle our friends! No?
People have also been having visions of or have been dreaming about my wedding. How strange. The latest dream supposedly had me and a dreamer-friend looking for a reception venue in some hilly village like La Vista.
C: You were looking for a football field.
Me: A football field? Who was I marrying? David Beckham?
Despite being a jaded wedding attendee, I do wish all the best for my friends who have tied/are about to tie the knot. It is a huge step, committing to someone else forever and ever, no matter what, and I applaud you for it! Just please pardon the rants of a makeup-averse girl who's had to put on a face way too often lately. I do love you all!
(And despite being this way, I still tear up whenever the bride walks down the aisle. Every. Frickin'. Time. What's up widdat?)
posted by Tisha @ 1:19 PM
6 Comments:
At 6:20 PM ,
Leah said...
Football field. It is your subconscious wanting to play disc. :P
Bah I tear up at weddings too. Ugh. Lalo na when I see the couple's teary-eyed parents.
At 6:57 PM ,
Frances said...
Actually, I'm not a fan of weddings myself because the focus seems to be on the superficial. Then the day finally arrives and for that one magical day, all the shallowness gets swept aside because once you're there--whether you're the bride/groom or guest--you're suddenly confronted with ages-old tradition and you feel dwarfed by something vastly bigger than you and yet you're--oh joy, oh wonder--a part of it.
Then, after that day, the shallowness comes back. People talk about the gown, the food, the mistakes, etc. I understand it now actually. Sometimes the magic is too scary and we consciously/subconsciously will it away by focusing on the unimportant, to trivialize it all. But yes, there is magic. There is love. There is joy. Above all, there is hope. And those truly are the most beautiful things in this world.
At 8:23 PM ,
gladzalwayshappy said...
yuhuh i agree with lei... ayan ka nanaman with your disc-addictus syndrome....
i get teary-eyed when the dad gives the speech to the bride, who's also his little angel.... awwwwwww.....
but yeah, elope is the key... bwahahahahhaa!! but you know what, my dream wedding is to get married in satorini, greece.... you know, exchanging "I Do's" in front of their famous sunset... sigh talk about romantic!!
At 11:23 AM ,
Leah said...
gladiosa the love bug.
At 2:02 PM ,
Tisha said...
Lei, it wasn't even MY subconscious. It was someone else's dream! Is my addiction so bad that it has taken over other people's minds? Haha.
Frances, deep down, I do know that it's momentous and meaningful and beautiful. This was jaded me blogging. Haha. The thing is, the moments I'm touched by are the bride walking down the aisle, the couple sharing their first kiss as husband and wife, the newlyweds dancing their first dance. It's not the fancy-shmancy things that people charge an arm and a leg for nowadays.
Gladz, Santorini ba talaga? Or Denmark? Bwahaha.
At 2:13 PM ,
gladzalwayshappy said...
aaaayyy puwede rin!!! hahahahahahahahaa!!!
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