Thank you so much to all the people that made it possible, and it makes me feel so lucky to know that I was part of a really special, rare kind of wedding - the kind that I enjoy! [I normally feel a bit awkward at Malay weddings here... mostly because of the super heavy emphasis on tradition and behaving yourself in general, which I have a hard time doing]. Again, thanks to the super-ninja Meesterrrr Jeppu for snapping all the nice pics!
Here we are outside, before the whole thing started, surrounded by Mel's pretty cousins in their traditional costumes.
..and here we are marching into the ballroom. 
My FAVOURITE surprise during this time was that the band (led by Mel's cousin Brian) was playing 'Learn You Inside Out' by Lifehouse - my favourite band. That was just... cool. 
All seated and ready to eat! Little did I know that most of the food was very seafood-y... not that I don't like seafood, it's just that the image of little jellyfishes and eels swimming around in my stomach make me queasy.
Long shot of the stage. Me and Mel are the tiiiny bobbing heads at the back. 
The bands switched out - and The Midnight Flyers (that's Mel's uncle with the guitar) came in. They provided the music for the rest of the night (was rocking out to Santana, Elvis, and more) 
There were a lot of traditional dance performances during the wedding. From the Papar region... 
... from the Kadazan Tribe... 
[who started pulling people from their seats to dance with them :P] 
... and also from the Murut people. 
This one's called the Magunatip. The bamboo sticks open and close with the beat and get faster and faster over time, so you gotta make sure your foot doesn't get caught when that happens. 
Mel's cousin, Marianne Estebella, gave a really short, sweet introduction speech about us...
...and the video montage of me and Mel's history started rolling.The music is an acoustic version of 'First Time', again by Lifehouse.
While everyone was watching the video, we had to rush up and change into our Kadazan costumes. That's my best man, Tariq, behind me. Mel's lil sis was her maid of honor.
All those shiny coins and accessories that Mel's wearing? They add up to about 5 to 6 kilograms. No joke. You could swing those round and kill someone with them.
...my mum does not approve of me thinking of the lethal potential of Mel's accessories.
BIG wedding cake the size of Jabba the Hutt...
...which I only got to taste a small slice of.
Me and Mel trying out the Magunatip. We did pretty ok me thinks.
My dad seemed to enjoy the whole thing.
The anguish of Tariq, a moment in time, perfectly preserved for future generations to see...
...that apparently didn't last very long. He got over it soon enough. I wonder why?
...oh. Mystery solved.
So here I am, trying out this thing called 'dancing'...
..only to get ditched. Apparently kids are more fun to dance with, compared to me. This won't do...
...SO I START BREAKIN OUT THE MOVES!
Lots of occupation-themed dance moves that night. This one's the scuba diver...
...the truck driver...
...the boxer...
...the gangsta-pimp...
...the gynaecologist...
...and the hand-jobber. [sorry Azman :P]
So when things started winding down, it was time to take a breather and chill a bit...
Mum and Dad were having a good time too.
Mel's Mum : You think you can do better?
Melissa & Dad
The freaks come out at night! [Me, Melissa, all of her siblings, and the cool-as-ice grandma]. At this point, it was already midnight...
...apparently, not everyone is built for partying.
While everyone was watching the video, we had to rush up and change into our Kadazan costumes. That's my best man, Tariq, behind me. Mel's lil sis was her maid of honor.
All those shiny coins and accessories that Mel's wearing? They add up to about 5 to 6 kilograms. No joke. You could swing those round and kill someone with them.
...my mum does not approve of me thinking of the lethal potential of Mel's accessories.
BIG wedding cake the size of Jabba the Hutt...
...which I only got to taste a small slice of.
Me and Mel trying out the Magunatip. We did pretty ok me thinks.
My dad seemed to enjoy the whole thing.
The anguish of Tariq, a moment in time, perfectly preserved for future generations to see...
...that apparently didn't last very long. He got over it soon enough. I wonder why?
...oh. Mystery solved.
So here I am, trying out this thing called 'dancing'...
..only to get ditched. Apparently kids are more fun to dance with, compared to me. This won't do...
...SO I START BREAKIN OUT THE MOVES!
Lots of occupation-themed dance moves that night. This one's the scuba diver...
...the truck driver...
...the boxer...
...the gangsta-pimp...
...the gynaecologist...
...and the hand-jobber. [sorry Azman :P]
So when things started winding down, it was time to take a breather and chill a bit...
Mum and Dad were having a good time too.
Mel's Mum : You think you can do better?
Melissa & Dad
The freaks come out at night! [Me, Melissa, all of her siblings, and the cool-as-ice grandma]. At this point, it was already midnight...
...apparently, not everyone is built for partying.Hope you enjoyed the few snapshots from the KK reception. Part III [the KL Reception] coming up soon!
6 comments:
what a wonderful night..so touching yet so romantic..hewuuhweuuu.. <<--speechless
:P not as romantic as you think. more fun than romance in the air that night
HAHAHAHA! Best gila gamba aku!
hey man....i uesd to have a bouncer friend name azman...you remind me of him...hehehehe
Hahaha....everyone's laughing all the way and having so much fun!! I wish I was there :D
What great luck to experience the Kadazan culture at your very own wedding..congrats again Jijoe! And hello to your gorgeous sumandak ;D
i like the gynaecologist dance move. LOL!!
congrats ! :)
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