Tuesday, August 30, 2011

His side of the story...

14th February 2011

“So this was it….”, as I picked up the calendar beside me.

Within that short period of time, I forced, pressed myself to transform from someone who knew fairly nothing about diamond rings to a self proclaimed geologist of sorts, scourging the ends of the internet realm for all matters relating to that reclusive stone they call, “a Woman’s best friend”.

Devising a cover of secrecy, I begin the plan by nonchalantly asking about the various jewelry organizations available and whereabouts, tenaciously denying any interest in actually buying anything.

But little did they know… I wrote it all down…

Armed with my new found passion on geology, I proceeded to test the trade. Stone after stone, rock after rock was brought before me.

Finally, I set my eyes for the first time on the shine and luster of the so called, "Perfect Cut" …named due to it being symmetrically perfect that that it glittered on its own even without being under direct light. Minimalistic and intensely beautiful. A stone which carried worth, worthy of the occasion that stood before me.




After days of deliberation, the first step of the plunge was taken…with the swipe of my VISA. :)

As the date approached, the plan slowly assembled together like a jigsaw puzzle in my mind…
With Melisa down for the long weekend, the ring was stored away neatly…out of her womanly intuition.

We went on dates during that weekend, with trips to the park (where we got lost and Melisa had to walk more than she would have liked…haha), a riverside dinner and trips to odd shops. At the back of my mind, the finalized plan was still taking shape.

Agreeing on a candle light dinner on the balcony of my home, Melisa kept asking why we needed to dress up. I insisted, claiming that it would go well with the mood…after all, wasn’t it Valentine’s Day.

The table was set, candles lit, music radiating from the laptop in the background. It was a lovely evening with a nice breeze…the sun long gone, transforming the sky to a starry plain…candles flickering and dancing between the cutlery.

We talked, reminisced on how we met and the journey thus far…

Then I don’t normally do this, but I asked Melisa for a dance.
She laughed at first but obliged…to proof what a stiff walking plank of wood I was…haha.
After we sat down again, I glanced at my watch.

The time draws near...

She gave me my Valentine present which was a box containing a DVD of a movie we went on our first date, a notebook with a love letter inside and some other cute stuff.





As I looked at her, this was it.

I gave her the jewelry box with a little nonsensical note inside. (our own private joke)
As we were laughing about it, I turned dead serious with the world suddenly gone silent and my heart stopped for a moment.

I walked over to where she was sitting, took out the ring in my pocket and got down on one knee.

As she wrote earlier, she made me ask again which I did.
I won’t tell you what I said…it was intensely private.
With a hug and a resounding “YES”… with disbelief giving way to reality...

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Ah…now I felt like a man, as I sat opposite my FiancĂ©.

I must admit, i felt a bit smug pulling it off without her guessing... hehe.

We savored the moment, just the two of us with the world around us blissfully silent with the gentle breeze still persisting.

Music still playing in the background as we smiled, knowing that the morning will usher in our new found status as being betrothed to each another...


(taken moments after i proposed)





Saturday, August 27, 2011

The Dress

Gypsy Bride and her bridesmaids.
This picture made me laugh so hard that I couldn't breathe.
Two days later, I still can't stop.
Wedding dresses have traditionally been based on the popular styles of the day. For example, in the 1920s, wedding dresses were typically short in the front with a longer train in the back and were worn with cloche-style wedding veils. This tendency to follow current fashions continued until the late 1940s, when it became popular to revert to long, full-skirted designs reminiscent of the Victorian era. - Wikipedia - Wedding Dress
Did you know that the first recorded white wedding gown was worn in 1559 by Mary, Queen of Scots because it was her favourite colour. White apparently wasn't a popular choice for weddings as it was the colour of mourning.

But in 1840, Queen Victoria made the white wedding ever so popular when she she wore a white laced dress for her wedding. So that's where the traditional white wedding originates from, although prior to the Victorian era, a bride was married in any colour; yes even black. And no, white does not in fact symbolize virginity.

Now having read up about why brides wear white, I embarked upon my dress hunt with a better understanding other than "It's tradition!" which I felt was a half-assed explanation.

Thankfully, White is an especially favourite colour of mine so I'll not go against the grain on this pretty cool tradition. :D

While looking for "The Dress" I came across this hilarious series from the UK called 'My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding.' Guys, you absolutely HAVE to watch this. It will make you soooo thankful that none of us/our friends are anything like the Gypsy and Traveller Brides. But it'll really be funny if you knew anyone like that.




Monday, August 22, 2011

get up offa that thing

but of course... JB. James Brown ok not Justin Bieber!! (sorry Joash!) Awesome song to release the pressure and de-stress.

Dance Trailer from Chris Poole on Vimeo.


Full song here. Six minutes yo! :D

Friday, August 19, 2011

Single Ladies

This is my absolute favourite cover of "Single Ladies". I mean, I LOVE Beyonce and that song but sometimes the original version just leaves me all high strung like I've been doing the Jive all day. @_0

Well this version definitely makes The Playlist.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Committed

"Of all the actions of a man's life,
his marriage does least concern other people;
yet of all the actions of our life,
'tis the most meddled with by other people."
- John Selden, 1689

I came accross this quote while reading 'Committed' by Elizabeth Gilbert. Yes the same Liz who wrote 'Eat, Pray, Love' - a book that lost me right after she left Italy. 'Eat, Pray, Love' was quite a chore to digest but I decided to give the author another chance and bought 'Committed'. This time round, her book left me with much to think about as I contemplated my trip down the aisle.
It was highly entertaining and I think Liz really did do her research and dig up anything she could to get down to the nitty-gritty details of marriage and what it means. Questions from 'Why do brides wear white at weddings?' to 'How much of yourself do you retain in a marriage (paraphrased)?' are explained objectively by this modern woman writer and it was surprising that she addressed a lot of the same worrying questions in my mind.

Overall a good read, and definitely a book I'd recommend to guys as well if you want to try and understand what a modern woman in this day and age think about when they talk about marriage. Yes that white picket fence life isn't always what one thinks about.

Well back to that quote by John Selden, we've been slowly finding out that quote rings true in this day and age. What proceeds the engagement is a myriad of emotions and excitement shared between you and your fiance as you plan the wedding and prepare for marriage and all that euphoria is easily popped or beaten down and kicked about when shared with the people around you.

Our first advice would be to have your own plans and set of ideals which you share. Every couple and marriage is unique so know yourselves and what you want and how you want to lead your life and how you'd like your wedding to be. Handle everyone and everything else with an aloof stance (that's how we keep sane!!). There will always be people who comment on every single aspect of your life. Take everything with a pinch of salt. Take in the good and trash the bad. But above all, enjoy your moment, enjoy the planning and enjoy each other!

I must say, with eight months to go to D-Day, we've been having a blast!