My good college friend, Tarah got married last Wednesday and I was one of the bridesmaids. A week before the wedding, it dawned on me that among my close college friends, I was the only bachelorette remaining. Which totally made me dread going to the wedding because my college friends would all be there--married with kids, plus husbands in tow. And I was honestly worried that they would talk about marital issues, child birth and parenting tips and that I would feel left out because well, what would I know about those things, right?
We all met at the bride's hotel room for pictorials and true enough, as soon as I got there, one of my college friends says, "Bunny, you're the only one who isn't married! Don't you want to settle down?! You're already 26!" And all I could muster was a lame snicker.
The wedding was great, the groom almost made me cry. I was looking at him while my friend was making her way down the aisle and there was just something in his eyes, as he stared at his bride-to-be that seemed to say, "I can't believe I'm spending my life with her. I'm so lucky." The reception was nice and intimate and thankfully, my friends did not talk about marital or baby stuff. Our conversations felt like we were back in college again. We laughed our butts off at the AVP presentation because pictures from our college days were shown and gawd, we just looked so...different then. Yeaaahh, it was fun!
With college friends, Liezel and Clarice, who were secondary sponsors at the wedding
The entourage
The Newlyweds
With Clarice, at the reception
Bunny @ Sunday, October 02, 2005
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about moi
Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to
climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her
3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi,
constantly needs caffeine, wonders when she'll quit smoking, and will most
likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much (if the cigarettes
doesn't get to her lungs first). Can't live without accessories especially
big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering
hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving
massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of
being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob
Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with
Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for
dinner.
