The bride is a London-based nurse, highly articulate and ever so confident. Not one to be easily rattled… well at least that’s what I thought hehehe πŸ™‚

She was so cool during the preps, mingling with her multi-racial friends and calmly doing all the poses with her ever so hip photographer. She was so aware of everything that’s happening around her even asking everyone who arrives if they’ve eaten na. She was even kidding her dad,her mom and her sister not to cry otherwise they won’t look good in the pictures.

She was constantly thanking us for making her look thinner with her gown and praising her madgi-cian for making her look oh so pretty. Daldal nya promise πŸ™‚


Here comes the crunch time. At the church..


The coordinator signalled it was time for her to walk. Niko approached her in the car..

Niko – “eto na po, game na tayo”
Bride – ha!!! sandali… sandaliiiiii…. game na ba talaga!? wait lang, wait lang … ano bah! ninenerbyos na ko.

We positioned the veil, the Madgician made last minute touch ups, we fixed her long train and pulled her gown down. And all this time, she was murmuring – “sandali…sandali.. sandali lang, wait ha, wait ha, ngayon na ba talaga?! shit! dami ba tao? di ko yata kaya…. parang ayaw ko na…..! uy ano gagawin ko?!”

There was a blur of sounds – “kaya mo yan..” “enjoy your moment ha..” “walk slowly” “look at your groom” “flower over flower” but she kept on saying – “wait lang! wait lang!..sandali”
The coordinator signalled – “okay po, malapit na buksan, bride lang po sa door.”

she shouted – “wait! wait lang ! sandali! sandali munaaaaa… please! ano ba to? di ko yata kaya!! okay ba ko? okay?! game na? wait.. wait… sandali lang! ano ba?!”
Niko gasped – “so pano, bukas na lang?! balik na lang kami?”

she shouted back “sige!!!! okay, bukas na lang!! ano bah! sandali kasi eh!… ok ok… okay…game”

we all laughed, the door opened and her shouts turned to muffled mumblings – “sandali…nay…” she took a deep breath, smiled, and in a few steps, she regained her composure and walked gracefully to the altar. Couldn’t tell really if she was smiling or about to break down and cry. She was a sight. πŸ™‚


yes, even the bravest and the coolest can’t withstand the pressure heheh :-/
it’s the power of the door.