(Or most of the weddings i have attended my whole life) = The day a girl gets to wear ridiculously excessive make up and be told they are at their prettiest by everyone. So much make up that the person who is supposedly in love with her can barely recognize her but then, of course, vows to love through thick or thin and for better or worse. Of course, he was looking at her straight in the face, or, alright.. alright, straight in the eyes, trying his best to see past those fake eyelashes and dripping mascara, to find her glimmering eyes, only to later on realise it's her glittery eye shadow. Oh. Happy day.
Just one of those random thoughts.
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true true..and not just the bride, the whole entourage even the groom, and the groom's dad. and at best times the indonesian groom turns Caucasian with flaming red lipstick and gloss. this tradition havent change since the 1980's. hahaha and thats y we'r so cool ^-^
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