Prenup Pin up Part 1
Alhamdulillah..
It’s almost six months from the wedding and I could say eighty percent of the preparations are done (or at least the deposits / booking fees / advances are paid).
I owe my stressful first month that led to some kekelamkabutan, but somehow many matters are looked into on time. And now, the only thing is I really got to start with my healthy & beauty regiment. (Kenapa ayat ni cam geli?)
Back to my wedding planning affair, the beginning was not as sweet as what many of us unweds imagined to be. It’s something like planning for a tactical battle ahead. I mean, there are so many priorities pop out at one time!
You want to save money ie you are not keen to splurge so much, you want it to be beautiful, you want things to go perfect, you want people to understand you and your preferences, you want people to be happy, YOU yourself want to be happy, you want this to be a fairytale party of a lifetime, and yet you don’t want to nganga watching the huge debts over your head after the wedding…!!
When I’m lying down on my bed at night, with my ‘goldfish’ eyes still wide open, I wonder, is money the main issue?
Every individual has his or her own capacity of spending. Some people love to call it the power of purchasing. After days of haywires and mixed up emotions, I began to realize that I worried too much. In fact way too much than necessary. Of course I have my reason, because I know wedding planning or wedding shopping or wedding whatevers just not really my cuppa tea. If possible, I would just want to attend the reception dinner just like any other guest. With nothing to worry about, marvel at anything attractive at the occasion and simply just enjoy myself. The question is, who’s gonna care about YOUR wedding if not yourself?
There are people with tighter financial state anywhere. I should be grateful because I know that what I’m going to have is one decent wedding reception of my kind. Nothing very unusual, nothing too fancy. I just want it to be merry, nice, beautiful and something people remember. I don’t come from a rich family, let alone millionaires. On the other hand, my family doesn’t have to get a single loan either to make my dream wedding happen.
For that, I’m more than grateful enough.
And as they say, the rest is history. I get a nice reception date (at least to me, but it must must be in June!), I like the invitation cards and the price is within budget, I found the ribbon to tie the wedding favour boxes for the guest. O yea, I managed to get Mona Rafar to paint my face. Everything seems to just fallen into place, and now have to just wait for the attires.
By the way, here are some insiders.
1) Radzwan Radziwil doesn’t rent out bajus anymore. He just sells. He used to make clothes to your measure and you’ve got to return back after the occasion ie you’re renting something that you’re the first one using it. No more.
2) Having reception at a hotel is really very convenient. They will take of everything for you, the dais, wedding favours, decorations. Some even can help on the itineraries. Grand Blue Wave Shah Alam is an example of a hotel with really reasonable reception price. Not that I like it less, I just prefer the hotel that I choose more.
3) I strongly think if you must splurge, consider pay more for the photography and videography cost. Get a professional, it’s not cheap.
4) If you embrace a stress-free wedding lifestyle, get a wedding planner. As usual, of course I suggest a friend, dahan nipahsz. (Ish, sedihnya nak buat link tak reti). By the way, as for my case, the hotel runs a wedding planning service too. Completely hassle free, I love it.
5) Love your girlfriends. You’re nothing without them.
Well just above for a start.
The engagement Insyaallah will be in February.
Fuhh, sometimes I recall a teenage girl of 15, wearing bright colored bandanna on her head, wearing baju kurung as to obey the school rule, but she flipped the long sarong up to her thighs to show protest (and sweating legs), and suddenly u heard she laughed so loud it’s immaculate, and she just simply one plain nut and crazy interrupted girl.
And now she’s getting married.
Hookayy...

