What Sarah said.

When you receive a wedding invitation, what do you think of?
When you walk past a bridal boutique, what do you think of?

I'm still young and unsettled, but that doesn't stop me from dreaming about wedding bells, beautiful gowns, delicate touches, long flowy hair with soft curls, photography, sweet kisses, lovely praises, anxious looks, gorgeous flowers, glass slippers and so on..... with a charming young man (slightly unshaven). 

I was packaging an radio programme the other day, "One&Only Reethi Rah, Maldives". 

I thought, "This is the it."

And so, the dream wedding journey begins.. (subject to change as the days/months/years pass)

I'll arrive with flowers tucked in my hair, wearing a floral dress, my fiance by my side. We'll be greeted by warm and friendly stuff, leading us to our home for the stay. It'll be located at the Water Villa, the 'hut' by the sea. (Ironically, I can't swim and am afraid of water. But who cares.)

I'll be pampered with expert services of professional hair stylists and make-up artists. But before that, I'll arrange fora bridal spa session. 

I've always wanted to dress like a Princess (or Queen for that matter) in a white bustier gown with a train at the back. I'll have my hair down; long and wavy. Who cares about tiaras? I want to have pretty flowers tucked into my hair. Little daisies perhaps?

I'll have beautiful glass slippers and white gold/diamond accessories on me. 

I'll carry a bouquet of white roses and lavender.

My fiance will be standing down the aisle, dressed in a black tuxedo, hair messy (or combed, I can't decide), smiling back at me like I'm the only woman in the entire world. 

As I walk down the aisle, "You belong to me" by Jason Wade will be playing at the back, and there'll be a soft breeze.

I'll tune out every single sound, except our song and his breath. 

As he reaches out for my hand, I know then that he belongs to me.

Of course, there's more to it. But you know, I'm very bad at describing things. I haven't even talk about FOOD. The other most important issue. Crap.

Ohwell. Pictures under cut