On this joyous occasion, our parents
Mr & Mrs William Ong and Mr & Mrs David Yeo
together with us
Willy & Lynn
warmly invite
(Your name)
to our wedding banquet on
Sunday, 30th January 2011
at Pan Pacific Singapore
Pacific Ballroom (Level 1)
7 Raffles Boulevard, Marina Square, Singapore 039595
Cocktail commences at 7.00 pm
Dinner will be served at 7.30 pm
Outfit for the night was a mix-and-match of new and old belongings of mine. Since Chinese New Year is just days away, I actually treat the banquet as a form of pre-CNY showcase. (Didn’t buy an entire new outfit)
Heels are still recovering from Tuesday’s painful experience when I wore covered heels for my presentation. So…
3 inches taller~ Fresher air at a new level. With no feeling of pain.
A look at the grounds:
The speech involve Willy thanking people who have assisted him in the preparation of the wedding, elders who have provided advice and the group of bridesmaid and brides-man. Before you classify this as the usual speech you hear at weddings, I have to say that Willy is one filial guy. His father passed away last month, as mentioned in my post, 红白对冲. Willy shared with the guests as to what the entire family has went through. With them discussing questions such as, should the wedding go on as planned or postpone it (most likely 3 years later, according to Chinese traditions). But after much contemplation, he felt that the plan shall proceed since this wedding was what everybody had been anticipating for a long time.
The feast to celebrate the occasion:
The waiter actually distributed the food into individual servings and that’s the reason why some of the pictures above did not turn out to look as appetizing. Apologies!
Waiters at PPS will pass one feedback card to each table and request the guests to complete it for them. Waiter Kwang Huat was alright but my uncles were like, “Cannot be very good one lah!” Only if the waiter passed the card to me instead of Cousin CH. I would have written something more appropriate.
Behind the scenes:
When there’s a beginning, there will be an end.
Leaving the food waste behind and bringing a piece of the memory home.
P.S. Happily Ever After.