Twenty Seven in Two Oh Eleven

A bit back dated entry nevertheless I enjoyed my birthday thoroughly. It pains me to think that as we grow older, our birthday marks nothing but an addition of merely the number. Ever since working in this blue blooded company, no one really seems to appreciate your birthday. It passes by just like any other day so I was dumbstruck with glee the morning I saw these babies on my work desk.

My precious balloons and Zarina, the other carebear. I honestly thought she had forgotten until later the night before she texted me asking if the birthday girl is calling it an early night. Ya think? She had also repeatedly told me how the purple balloon had popped while in her tender care of blowing the balloons beneath her desk. Haha.

We did a little photo session later that evening in the yard. Only two to remind me of the day here. Thank god for iPhones and all other cool tech stuff.


Later that week I headed on home by bus and was honestly surprised when the 'Happy Birthday To You' song that played in Naili's was actually for me. I even sung along when I heard the song playing out loud on the PA system. I was that tired. I didn't even realize that the girls had already taken out their phones in preparation to video/photograph the moment. Sucker.


My birthday celebration cum Tisha's farewell..she left us to be working with a project far away in the UK. Which is pretty awesome, the fact that she gets to go there and work with her husband on the same team.


Early Saturday morning, a trip to the golf range. KDE is pretty cool compared to Setapak. I find the trees and the lake a refreshing view to the rugged and boring warehouses my eyes are used to in KSB, the place I work in. Oh and by the way, none of my balls went pass 100 yards. Tsk tsk. Key words for the day 'letting the club do its job' and also, finding your 'factor'. But the latter is rather rubbish. So scrap that.

I don't know what it is with me and getting my own self flowers lately. But it's something I seem to be doing on a regular basis. I don't mind it. Although I believe it is my inner soul rebelling against the fact that it has been ages since I've received any flowers from F. But then, he was offshore at this time of the year.

There were also some things that he said in a conversation days after my birthday that seem to have bruised me deeper that I would have liked. I'll keep those to myself, loving old tradition has never been a crime by my beliefs. So, neither should celebrating a birthday ever be on an exception list.

I had a blessed day, number of days. Call it what it may be. And I need to make do with whatever it is that roll my way as being a grateful servant of Allah should never be superseded by anything ever so worldly.

Hey! I intended to blog on a chirpy note. But I guess this is the best that I could honestly do.

V is for Vanilla

Five days post Kuantan

Three days post solemnization

Aha! A face to the name =) Meet, Kakak Vanilla!

W : Kampung Pengantin

Pictures overload!! Especially for those of you who couldn't make it and do not have access to my FB account or apa2 saja alasan anda. Haha so nice of me rite.

Welcome to Kampung Pengantin, we are blessed to follow Mama when she asked us to check this place out. Initially I was about to have the reception at KDE, same place as my brother but knew I did not really like the ambiance there. Kampung Pengantin is airy, hall but open spaced concept. Pretty neat catch in the middle of Gombak/Setapak area.

My precious wedding cake!! I didn't even set any hopes of having it taste any good. As it usually is the case with most weddings I've been to. But golly, Khair's Mum's wedding cake is the BOMB. Absolutely delicious, and got the whole family loving it to pieces!

My dress by Unaisah..refer to her blog on my links tab. A great girl to work with. Easy going, pleasant and very accommodating. Super job babes!!

Make-up by Kak Fida.. please feel free to contact her or ask for her number from me. I think my make up session was pretty chilled out. I had all my girlfriends in the fitting room and none of my aunts or relatives had the time of the day to hang out there. So, I was blessed that Kak Fida could do her magic amidst all the joking and laughing like piglets - while everyone downstairs was getting the hall ready.

I think it suited the event really well. Night-time and I have puny eyes.

Ahahh!! The moment I've been waiting and dying for. Walking down the aisle..I think at this point I was more nervous than anything. I didn't even feel this way during our solemnization. Most probably because the reception has a lot riding on your shoulders and its either make or break moment. Of course, its not that extreme. Its just dinner!

My wedding stage/pelamin and high-table decoration is a funny story. We conceptualized having something really simple and earthy. Nothing too brocade-ish or over the top decoration. My initial choice couldn't pull through so luckily I gave in to Raja Nurul Ain and her husband, who coincidentally are close friends with our selected band, Blink-blink Entertainment. Long story short, we kicked off on a good start and didn't have any blunders along the way, Alhamdulillah.

Ujie my close friend with her pengapit dress that I helped design =)

Hahaha..we performed a song together. Yeah, I know right. Me?? Singing? Damn. Luckily I knew the lyrics and I was and have been a good sport since I got married T_T. We both really loved this song by Wali Band called Baik-baik Sayang (Be well, loved one..something to that extent) and performed the duet. Well, I only had 2 lines out of the whole song but man were my knees weak. My throat was dry and the whole time through the song I was ready to faint. Tapi senyum sebab camera banyak sgt. Haha.

Haha love this shot. Faliq looks so..solid? hahaha.


My beautiful family who I owe all my thanks and gratitude to.. You guys look great!

I look weird I know. But its actually quite normal of me to go off-key.

Cake cutting!! The cake didn't have soft icing so I failed miserably at dotting F's face with cream topping. Instead, the royal icing rolled off my fingers ever so.

Maksu, Along, Mama and Tidin. In yoga, we call it the 'power house'. Hehe.

My supadupas and schoolmates!! Thanks for coming and celebrating with us both.

Kiss. Or, sembur pipi?

Ok awak Hang Tuah.

Hang Tuah canggih.

Fooling around during the photoshoot. Haha. Hand bouquet by Kak Sher.

Lapar siot. Duduk meja atas tu bukan nak makan. Puas la tunggu MC panggil utk potong kek?!


Giving it our every ounce of energy..

And calling it a day, at 2 a.m. the following morning. Weddings are no easy feat! Many many thanks to Yon, and Babak from Plan B - my official photographers. Jengae, for hanging out till wee late morning and keeping me company throughout the day. I hope u will not tire of me.

Also, a quiet shoutout to my good friend Elly, thanks for the cake! and letting us rest in awesome peace in the heart of KL.

Much Love. Always.

W : Ini cerita nikah

The moment I have been waiting for..to share in this small space what went through my mind as the ceremony went on, and Faliq continued to put on his serious face.

I couldn't keep a straight face, what with Faliq facing me, all dolled up with two-way foundation on his left cheek and the Imam asking him to repeat the lines. "Eh dah salah da lah, saya hafal yang lain" (Oh man, I memorized something different!) Faliq being him, cracking up jokes and making fun of himself before the real deal went down.

Alhamdulillah, all I felt was happy happy. A solid full stop. Like, hey there we go. Of course before he shook my dad's hands I was in disbelief, eh eh betul ke ni? Haha. We finally did what we came to do. Married. Elated. I wanted to smile all day. It felt like Faliq finally committed himself to me and it felt real good.

I did not cry that day, thank God. It would have been sappy if Mama and Dad had to read out the 'I declare hereby that I have handed over my daughter to you..etc etc' bit. To come to think of it, it was a more happy event than a sad one.

Picture purposely cut off by my Jengae. Love the color! Simple pink for family and whites for us. Keeping it simple, is key.

I had a ball getting wedding shoes. I didn't spend more than rm200 on a pair, and resulted in getting a new one for each set of clothes I wore throughout our wedding celebration. Ok almari kasut da penuh.

My favourite candid shot. Love the deep green background, and Faliq's made up face. Luckily you can't see his tumtum.

D'villa Felda, charged at rm4000 for a reception of 50 pax. Enough food on the menu to go around to taking home some. Simple and spacious interior if you haven't got the luxury of getting married in your own house. And the good thing is they arrange your Imam and witness as well.

Having a ball with the girls. Best friends Azimah, and Wothen.

Ok da penat. Tengok dalam kain sendiri pon boleh find solace. Haha.

Love you apis.