Dorts' Wedding....

“Love may be blind but marriage is a real eye-opener. “

A real eye-opener? It maybe is, and in this case, to a romantic cynic like me. I’ve been to a couple of weddings myself, some of which I didn’t really “attend” if you know what I mean but the last wedding that I was invited to meant a lot because for the first time in ages, it got me into thinking of how wonderful a feeling it is to be finally with someone you want to spend the rest of your life with. Dorts found her [and well, “our”, since that’s what the whole block call him] SWEETIE.

The first time we sort of got to know about her plan to get married, I don’t think the block took it seriously, I mean, we were kinda in denial still that yes, we aren’t young anymore and that yes, some of us are in the “MARRYING STAGE”. We took the plan seriously when Dorts one day arrived at school sporting her engagement ring. One couldn’t miss it, the ring is GORGEOUS. It’s the kind of ring that would make you say yes, it’s a screaming I LOVE YOU.

As a lot of you know, “mah girls” and I have been rigorously trying to prepare for Dorts’ BIG DAY. Well, I think we did make the FASHION GODS and GODDESSES proud because we looked damn good that day. [ o diba, may thwang ang paragraph na ito to give it an im-not-that-serious-pero-totoo-rin-kahit-paano-modesty-aside-kumbaga mood]

But of course, this wouldn’t be a certified Legally Blunt blog entry if there weren’t no mishaps.

The day before Dorts’ wedding, I bought these shoes, [no they’re not cheap which makes me scream “WHAT ARE THE CHANCES?” more!] the problem was that the pair that was on display was the last pair in size 8, therefore since I liked it sooo much because it’s soooo me, I bought it still. That was a very big mistake.The next day, we were supposed to meet up at Mel’s condo so we could go to Valle Verde together. My family decided to give me a ride since they’re hearing mass at the EDSA Shrine and the condo’s in front of Galleria. My family decided to have breakfast at Chowking. While I was inching my way to our table, my right shoe suddenly got torn in half. I literally couldn’t even drag it with my feet because there was nothing I could hold on to. Can you just imagine the horror that I felt when I realized what happened? Anyway, I was still lucky because it didn’t break during the wedding; the worst that could’ve happened was if it broke while I was strutting my stuff at the Church aisle for the offertory. Fine, I wasn’t even supposed to “STRUT” during the offertory but it’s not like I exert effort. Anyway, all’s well that ends well… MIGHTY BOND saved the day. Woohoo.

At Mel’s condo, I found out that Shem forgot to bring her shoes for the wedding. HER SHOES! We all came into an agreement that Shem could not possibly go to the wedding in slippers. No, no. So she had to drive fast, err since we’re talking about Shem, she had to drive like her usual self to her condo to get her shoes.

During the ceremony, the wedding coordinator approached us to ask if we know the people in her list for the offertory. I said yes and introduced her to everyone in her list. She felt relieved and then blurted out, “Bakit sabi nila di kayo ito?” [Pointed at Haze]. Natawa na lang kami ni Kiboy.

During the offertory, I felt like it was a fashion show, the aisle being the catwalk because we had to walk back to our seats through the aisle again after giving the stuff we offered. ‘twas because there was no space for us to walk in at the side. Time to shine.

The reception was at The Shangrila in Makati. We felt like we were bursting in happiness for Dorts because not only was she glowing but we felt like she was right were she belongs. When she sang “From this Moment On” while walking towards Sweetie, we couldn’t help but believe in love again.
A wedding as beautiful as Dorts’ and Patrick’s only has a limited number of effects on people… envy, happiness and well, that craving to hold someone else’s hands quick and be swept away by him. In my case, the strongest effect was the latter, it however instantly faded when I remembered a line formed because of a weird anecdote in the wedding…

Sa hinaba-haba man ng prosisyon, in the end, *MAGPAPA-GAS ka rin. evil grin

* “Magpapa-gas” is a term that my friends and I now use when we want to talk about uhmm, “the things” that couples do in private. We started using it on the day of Dorts’ wedding when this uhmm, “couple” took a long time to arrive at Shang because they suspiciously got lost during our pseudo-convoy. Sabi ni lalaki, “Nagpa-GAS lang daw sila.” Oh well, ‘nuf said.

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