meet my wife.

hello brides,

i am mister small and i am not a wedding coordinator. but my wife is. and quite a very detailed one at that. now of course, this may seem biased knowing full well that the outcome of what i write here determines whether i'll be sleeping on the bed or on the floor.

regardless of that, the task of writing this introduction falls upon me because my wife could not find the words to properly describe herself. so i am doing it for her.

she is missus biG, but i call her polly. if you already know her, you’ll immediately agree that she is one of the most obsessive compulsive people you’ll ever come across. when she planned every minute detail of our own wedding, i was given a gazillion options for the tiniest of things, including the way the table napkins were to be folded and what the waiters would be wearing.

but despite being a stickler for order and procedure, our wedding was anything but calculated. it was personal. we did everything differently, from our choice of wedding readings to an unconventional first dance. as she has told me many times in the past, our wedding was an incredibly personal journey. it should be one for you too.

if you do decide to get her as your wedding coordinator, know that she is more than just someone who will make you choose color schemes or choir music. she is more than someone who will email you all sorts of unusual wedding readings. she is more than just someone who will fix your wedding dress right before they open the church doors and your groom sees you for the first time.

she is missus biG, the person who will stand by you in your last few moments as a single girl. i married her because i knew, i wouldn’t want anyone else there for me in the end.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

to prenup or pre-NOT

some find it strange that considering i'm a wedding planner, i am not in any way against prenuptial agreements. they seem to be under the impression that being in the wedding industry presupposes that i love romance. and romance has no room for words like a 'prenuptial agreement'! there are only the happily-ever-afters.

well, i sometimes think that having a prenup actually shows more love for one another. do i sound crazy? but really, when sen. kiko offered to ate shawi that he was willing to sign a prenup, wasn't that somehow admirable? isn't this way of saying "i'm not marrying you for your money" romantic? people can be so quick to stigmatize a perfectly practical and rational decision.

there IS one kind of prenup that i'm not crazy about though. and that's the one that entails skipping into a field holding hands with your fiance and making awkward, cheesy, toe-curling poses. leave it to a predominantly catholic country to positivize the term 'prenup' --- what was once a shameful legal document now pertains to pre-wedding pictorials.

please don't be angry at me for this, but i guess it's just not my thing. a personal non-preference, that's all. but i have nothing against couples who do have them. weddings are a very personal thing, and at the end of the day, you do what makes you happy. (well, that goes not just for weddings but for pretty much everything else in your life.)

i will say though, that i have seen some very good pre- / post-nups that have absolutely blown me away. not cheesy, or even if they were, somehow the couple was able to pull it off. like this next batch of photos from mangoRED -- still my favorite reference for prenups to this very day. click here to see the rest of it.





























































































































of course it HELPS that the bride and groom are hot, and the location is suweeeet! but i must say, the brothers from mangoRED really know what they're doing.

this is one prenup i wish we had if my husband and i could pull it off. the closest thing we ever had to a 'prenup' were the photos we took while assembling our wedding invitations and giveaways. we knew we could never pull off a sizzling photo shoot like this -- coz' i'm (missus) big, and he's (mister) small. but so what, we're one happy odd couple. :)
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