My cousin Michelle married her best friend Jordan in a lovely wedding in Toronto, Canada. Here are some pictures from the wedding.
Hope along here for some more
Posts Tagged ‘Weddings’
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A Parsi Wedding
A gorgeous Scherezade married her handsome Dilavar in the traditional Parsi ceremony and it was an evening that left my spell bound!
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Sweety and Mark
College sweethearts – Sweety and Mark finally said “I Do” at Mt. Carmel Church, Bandra last evening. Congratulations to a couple who have grown together in love and maturity.
Here’s a picture of the happy couple. You can hop along here for some more glimpses of the evening
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Lizalyn and Abhra
My cuzzie got married last evening and I got to be one of the bride’s maids at the wedding (my first)
Had a lovely day and enjoyed myself a great deal. Congratulations once again you guys.Here are some pics from the evening.
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Wedding Daze
Remember the wedding I started talking about way back in January? Well I’ve finally managed to catch up with my life after all the activities and celebrations that went into making Priyanka and Ryan’s wedding one that I enjoyed to the hilt….. and here’s the gup on that
Besides the evening we spent making the confetti pouches and liturgy booklets, we met about half a dozen times (in various people’s houses!) to practice along with a bunch of the Kurla choir regulars for the wedding mass. Virgil accompanied us on the keyboard and Wilbur put his guitar playing skills to good use
The choir sounded pretty good to my ears, but were hoping to practice in the church to check the sound system. What happened because we didn’t get the permission is a story that you will read later in this post.So what exactly were all these nearly week long functions that made up the wedding?
It started with the Bridal Shower the bridesmaid’s threw for Pri. We were having a lovely time when the boys decided to crash the party and give us their very own version of the Strip Tease!
The “Serenade” came next
The girls – led by Pri went over to Ryan’s place the night before the roce, stood outside his house with lit candles and added the fillers to Pri’s renderation of “You say it best when you say nothing at all” It was a very sweet gesture and I know that Ryan was touched to the core. Later that night we sat down and chalked out all that had to be done in the next 3 days.This was followed by the Roce – a blessing ceremony where the bride / groom along with their bridesmaids and groomsmen are anointed with coconut milk and oil. These symbolize purity, fertility and God’s gift of creation. Each relative and friend anoints the forehead of the to be married couple with the coconut milk and oil and a sign of the cross. The roce however always involves a lot of mischief that may range from tomatoes being thrown to eggs being smashed on their heads! Pri, Malvika and Chetna got eggs and ice cold water apart from the ritulistic components!
The day of the wedding came along and so I set off to start one of my tasks for the day – picking up white roses for the flower girls baskets. Got these and rushed home as I still had a whole lot to do.
I managed to be at Pri’s house for the blessing inspite of the terrible traffic I got stuck in on the way. She looked lovely as she stepped out out her room in her off white bridal gown and long veil. Here are a couple snapshots from the afternoon.
Headed to church as we had to do a sound check before mass. Unfortunately, the sacristan decided that he owned the place and refused to make any adjustments. As a result we sang with 2 microphones, had to use a microphone to amlify the guitar (as the amp was not working) and had no feedback monitor. But I think we did a good job all in all
Virgil and I headed to Ajay’s Grandma’s place to change into my little black dress and pick Ajay up. Reached the reception venue in good time. Thankfully my folks reached in time too and so did the newly weds and their entourage. Danced a bit in the evening and was exhausted by the end of it. The food was good and Pri’s Dad ensured that the waiters did the rounds properly and didn’t miss anyone.
It was a lovely wedding and I was so glad to have been part of it through all the preparation.
Congratulations Ryand and Priyanka. May God bless you always.
BUT it doesn’t end there …….. there was still the Portapon! This custom is held on the day after the wedding where the bride is brought back home and henceforth will be welcomed as a guest. We said a few short prayers and then danced the evening away. Lets just say I enjoyed myself to the hilt
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Liturgy Booklets and Confetti Pouches
When the Mistress commands her humble slaves to work, well then to work we shall go
We went to Priyanka’s place on Sunday to help her with the liturgy booklets for the nuptials and the confetti pouches – (Below is proof that we actually worked!)
(From left to right: Chetna tying the ribbon on the booklet, Priyanka in the foreground with the last of the confetti and the rest of the ’slaves’ in the background’, Wilbur desperately trying to punch holes in the paper – with the punch and template I must add)
For the booklets we printed the hymns on ordinary A4 size white paper. This we used as the inlay. We used a blue printed wax paper for the jacket and printed the couple’s monogram on the upper right and the details of the date and church at the bottom. Finally we covered the front of the jacket with silver spangled white wooly paper (Thank you Dad for cutting them to size for us) and tied a pretty bow with blue tissue ribbon. Below is the final result
which I was very happy with!
After almost 5 hours of some serious ‘labour’, we called it a day. I was quite pleased with the fact that we got through putting together 48 hymn booklets and almost 75 confetti pouches – not bad for a bunch of people who don’t do this on a regular basis !
Ryan and Priyanka went off for some food and we cleared up the mess we had ended up making! Then Malvika went shutter happy and captured some our antics
We said Rosary and had a round of sing song with Wilbur accompanying on the guitar. Finally got down to dinner and by the time I hit the bed it was 1 in the morning.
Couldn’t resist this picture of me with Pri’s yellow wall and ethnic piece of art
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25 not out – Jennifer and Jeffery
Michelle’s parents celebrated their Silver Wedding anniversary today and we were invited to the celebrations at The Executive Enclave on the 10th evening.
Had planned to meet Priyanka and Chetna at St. Joseph’s to check out the venue’s decor before heading to Pali, but Raj Thackerey’s supporters decided that they owned Dadar and held up the traffic foe 40 minutes. By the time I reached St. Joseph’s it was too late so we headed straight to Pali.
The place was done up beautifully, with blue and white (keeping with the theme) flowers and the table pieces were exquisite – all courtesy Kim. Michelle’s parents looked lovely and very much in love even after 25 years. The food was good and I had one of the most interesting dances with Michelle’s cousin. Unfortunately we had to leave before dinner was served as we all had a long week ahead.
Congratulations Aunty Jennifer and Uncle Jeffery. May God Bless you always!
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Wedding Bells
I’m super – super -excited! And I can jump around in excitement! …… why u may ask this sudden emotion? A friend of mine is getting married soon and she asked me to help her with the arrangements. Looks like I’m going to get to play wedding planner finally.Thanx gurl:)
While I wont share the name of this lucky girl just as yet, I surely will keep this blog updated on the happenings and my role in them
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50 wonderful years
Aunty Rosie and Uncle Custodio had the privilege of celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. Aunty Rosie is my grandpa’s cousin. Mass was held at Rosary Church – Mazagaon followed by a small reception in the school hall. The music was excellent. They played all the old classics from waltz to rock and roll to cha cha cha! I had the pleasure of dancing with a gentleman who shared a name with my father, was older than him and danced to give any young man I’ve ever danced with a run for a whole year’s salary! I can’t understand what ever happened to the young men ….. I mean didn’t you guys ever learn anything from the previous generations?
Caught up with extended family and made friends with a 7 year old Jovian who my sister promptly wanted to take home!
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