Weddingbee Blog

People often ask me how my wedding day went. I tell them that it was honestly, the best day of my life. And if I could wish for one superpower, it would be to go back in time and do it all again. I was filled with sheer joy throughout the day; I was so excited to marry Mr. Eggplant, I felt so much love from my friends and family, and most of all, I felt radiant. That’s the best word I can think of to describe the feeling.

After the ceremony was over, everyone had so much fun. The DJ/MC came up to us after the event to ask us where we found such a rowdy group of Asian folks who danced their socks off until the very last song. So many friends and family approached me throughout the night to tell me how happy they were and how much fun they were having. I didn’t want to leave the reception for a second, even to go to the bathroom. In fact, I didn’t use the restroom until the event was over! This was not intentional; I was just so busy having fun that I forgot to drink or eat.

I have to admit, I’m a bit reluctant to share my wedding with the mass public. By nature, I’m an introverted person and typically reserved with things that I hold most precious to me, my wedding day being one of them. I still rehash my favorite moments in my mind before I go to sleep at night. I feel as though no matter how hard I try, it will be a futile effort to try and capture in writing the delight that I experienced throughout the entire day, yet words are the only medium at my fingertips. And I will be the first to tell you that the LAST thing on my mind were any of the DIY projects that I slaved over. While the DIY details made our wedding very personal, none of it contributed to the joy I experienced at the wedding.

There were many things that did not go as I had planned. I will blog about those soon, so brides out there can benefit from my mishaps. But throughout the wedding, I did not give a second thought about any of it. If there’s one big thing that I did do right, it was forgetting about EVERYTHING except relishing in each moment. Once the event was over and Mr. Eggplant and I were celebrating in Hawaii, I’ll admit that I shed a few tears over some of the things that went wrong. I know there’s no use crying over spilled milk, but at least I saved it until a good few days after the wedding. I also can’t wait to share some of our last minute wedding projects with you guys. The Eggplants are currently internet-deprived at our new residence, so I haven’t been able to blog about anything lately.

For now, I will end with one of my favorite memories of the wedding: The moment before I was to walk down the aisle, I slowly approached the church doors with my bouquet in hand to meet my dad for the first time that day. He looked towards me and exclaimed, “Wow, you look gorgeous!” Later in his father-of-the-bride toast, he said, “Whatever this wedding cost, it was worth it.” My parents are pretty frugal, so the idea of contributing a decent sized sum to pay for one day’s event was not easy for them to swallow. Papa Eggplant even loved my wedding dress, though it was a major point of contention between my mother and I because of the price I had paid. I was just so happy to know that in the end, my dad approved. I guess I’ll always be Daddy’s little girl.

And before the pro pics are rolled out, here are a few shots of the ceremony from one of our photographer friends, Sammy, whose fabulous pictures satiated our appetite for wedding shots during our honeymoon.

Me and Papa Eggplant walking down the aisle. On the right are my two friends from Vancouver who had a fabulous 7-7-07 wedding. Jerry, on the far right, is intently watching Mr. Eggplant at the altar to see if he will shed a tear.

First kiss as husband and wife. Or was it second? We smooched a few times up there. And those beautiful blooms I’m holding were quite a load. I remember approaching the front of the altar and whispering to Mr. Eggplant, “The flowers are heavy!” How I held them for 45 minutes is beyond me.

I don’t remember why I’m laughing here, but I hope he didn’t grab my butt!

Below are a few ceremony shots from our talented friend Lou who is also quite skilled with his camera:

Left, together. Right, together… It’s a bridesmaid parade!

Aww, my baby cuz is shedding a tear in the bridesmaid lineup. And my two flower little girls stole the show. They were so flippin’ adorable.

It’s vow time! I loved Mr. Eggplant’s vows to me. Our pastor was a hit also. It was his first wedding and I was worried that our ceremony would be too “churchy” for some since my relatives are not religious, but after the ceremony my aunts and cousins came up to me at the reception to share their raves about Pastor A. He made everything very personal, sharing his wisdom and stories with us.

Another “first kiss” shot from Lou’s perspective. You can’t see clearly in this tiny picture, but I grin everytime I see the huge smile on my MOH’s face. She was soooo happy for us and she took care of me behind the scenes the entire day.

Here, we’re carefully stepping down the stairs to give our parents some appreciation flowers. During the wedding rehearsal, I wore shoes too big for me and tripped down the stairs, landing smack on my bottom. Every member of the bridal party let out a shocked gasp. It wasn’t too embarrassing since I was with close friends and family, but I was terrified that I’d fall on my wedding day also. If you look really closely, you can see Mr. Eggplant hanging onto me for dear life.

Man and wife! Here, you can see the relief on my face that I made it through the ceremony without falling on my behind.

More to come soon!