After waited like a bunch of dumb asses for more than 1 hour, we were finally ‘allowed’ to enter the ballroom. The wait was worth it. Before this we have to take our numbers to our seats. Pretty organized. At least you can’t simply book places for the nearest seat to the bride’s table.
The menu is pretty yummylicious but it doesn’t mean I am going to consume it. I mean the dishes name that are imprinted on it. Since I also have a handful of pictures of the evening cuisine, I am going to blog about it in another post. One of the most embarrassing things is I don’t even know my aunt’s surname lol. But I am surprised she is Perng, with no relations with Pierre Png, I am sure of that. I am also dead sure her husband is definitely not the direct heir of Poh Kong jewelries either.
When I first went into the ballroom, I thought the lighting was pretty dim. But it was pretty suitable. So suitable I almost fall asleep once I found my seat. I am quite sensitive to lights. Certain lights can really make me fall asleep. But I am glad that I did not snore along the process.
The tables can be easily converted into a candle light ones. It can be bad for jealousy because it might inspire some people to become a professional arsonist.
Then we have two MCs from Taiwan and Singapore. Master Ceremonies, not modified chicks. I can assure you they are real chicks. No, I did not touch them. I found that out from their voices. The one with glasses is from Taiwan. I like her mandarin accent. Pretty sweet and sour.
Why two MCs btw? You guessed that right. One is speaking in Mandarin and another is speaking in English. Since more than half of the crowd is from Malaysia, don’t expect any one to be bilingual. According to them, my aunt is famous for her time punctuality. Punctual in arriving late that is. Why am I not surprised?
The main attraction of the wedding dinner made their appearance. I am not talking about the food. I am talking about the married couple. But I won’t rule out the food is also one of the main attractions of the wedding night lah.
This is what every one is waiting for. Getting ready for the toast. It’s like reloading the ammo before shooting point blank. Aunt looked stunning in her dress. Well anything looked nice on her anyway.
My friend suspected the thing on the groom’s neck look like its made of a woman’s skirt. But there was no wardrobe malfunction on that night. Everything turned out to be just fine unless my aunt try to grab him on his neck.
A chinese wedding dinner is never complete without the yum seng ritual.
If you do not know what yum seng is, it means toast. Please, I do not mean ‘you are toast’. I mean it in another way. It is also a ritual where you hold your glasses and shout your lungs out. I am very surprised no glasses are shattered along the process. The best part is, it made every one go ballistic.
Go ballistic in shouting of course. If you are the kind of person who are shy in shouting in public, this is best opportunity to do so without feeling stupid. Most of the peeps would be too drunk to remember you anyway.
These are my three aunts. Yes, I have aunts younger than I am, cept Aunt Samantha. Like Aunt Yvonne, she also have the youthful genes in her.
Another group photo with my uncles and aunts. Opportunity to take family photograph like this does not come too often. Who knows the next session will be 10 years later?
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