Paul & Pauline’s Wedding
Ican’t do wedding stories, or will not. I promised myself I won’t because it will always be the same lines - the bride looked radiant, the groom was dashing and the parents went teary-eyed as the couple exchanged their vows. Of course, it will have its “who
are you wearing” section as well.
But I can do the party, which I also refuse to refer to as the wedding reception. This is where I can relate to more and the reason why I shy away from the church ceremony and head straight to the drinking venue. This way, I won’t have to stress myself prepping for a formal event and don the Barong Tagalog, I can appear a little under-dressed for the occasion, and take a single taxi ride to the venue.
However, I promised my dear friend Pauline (yes, Lena, this time Pauline is my good friend and not you and the rest of the mothers and ninangs so as not to divulge my real age. But I just did) that I will go to her special day, the day she becomes Mrs. Malilin.
So I dutifully put on a coat and tie and took the pre-requested ride on a friend’s chauffeured auto.
Prior to the big day, I learned that many of the guests are people I know, so that gave me a reason to go. It will be easy to join anyone’s table and be relaxed.
I also heard snippets of the preparation for the party— Jamon Serrano, cheeses and lots of red wine. That’s three more reasons why I should go.
Ok, don’t get me wrong. I am very happy for the couple especially for Pauline. I wanted to see how the little girl who used to run across the hall of her mom’s ballroom dancing club in her tomboyish garb grew up to be the beautiful young woman walking down the aisle in wearing a well-fitted wedding gown accessorized by a smile beaming brighter than all the jewels in the room combined.
I wanted to see how proud and happy Lena and Rommel would be when they give their daughter’s hand in marriage. I wanted to be part of the party celebrating this moment with the family I got close to through the years.
I wanted to see how the mother’s excitement about the whole preparation and set-up translate to its tangible state. I didn’t want to miss the good company of friends. I didn’t want to miss the fun.
I wouldn’t want to miss a selfie with the bride, the mother of the bride and good friends.
Yes, I wouldn’t miss those for the world and the jamon, the cheeses and the red wine.
I’m glad I went. It was a very, very fun gathering.
Thank you for inviting me Pauline. Best wishes and congratulations to you and Paul. You guys really know how to party. On that part I can certainly relate to.