Showing posts with label indian wedding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label indian wedding. Show all posts

Sunday, 9 January 2011

Zimbabwe 2010-2011

What is love?


“Love is always patient and kind; it is never jealous, love is never boastful or conceited; it is never rude or selfish; it does not take offense, and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people’s sins but delights in the truth; it is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes. Love does not come to an end.” ♥

Congratulations to the newlyweds Mr Mehul & Mrs Aarti Ghandi.


You guys were the reason that I got to come home and spend my holiday season in the glorious sunshine and sleep warm nights under a carpet of stars.

Indians weddings are never a simple thing and that's the very least that could be said about this particular event. Yep, Event - of epic scale. No sooner did I arrive, I was welcomed and checked into my hotel room, bags assigned with a personalised and branded tag and told to have a drink and take my seat on the private shuttle service hired to ferry guests between the hotel and various wedding celebrations planned for the next 7 days.

Being an events coordinator not only was this a great family wedding but as a guest I was given an experience and it was eye opener of what can be achieved abroad when you allow yourself no hold bars when creating the fantasy wedding. Everything about the wedding was beautifully detailed and alot of thought, hard work and effort had gone into the planning and execution of every detail. The theme of the wedding was elephants, which I cant lie slyly jealoused meh - but being the busy little elephant, I was in heaven, so I just shut my trap and enjoyed it - but I did let it be known that I am the elephant queen hahaha!



This was the wedding mundapt or stage upon which the wedding ceremony took place. My uncle designed and had this made to specification.

Welcome to Zimbabwe...



of course me and my sister took this opportunity to flex our style and elegance. Nothing feels better than a Saree looks

She is my Indian princess - love Asha...not we're not twins!



Indian weddings are like movies and I admit that I looked forward to the afternoons sewing flower garlands with a range of my aunties and some new aunties I had never met, who questioned, have you seen any nice boys? when are you getting married? Laughing out loud as they recalled stories of when they got married....it was too cute




The wedding was beautiful and emotional and I think certain heart strings of mine were tugged at because I have a new found respect and admiration for those who are truly happy and find someone to share that with for the rest of their lives. One can only hope...and a bit of optimism definitely helps.



So for 2011 I think it's time I let go of the disbelief a little bit!



Christmas day was spent on a garden terrace of a restaurant sipping Bellini's and cream soda with my family and munching on Pizza, in warm sunshine- perfect and weird all at the same time!

*insert picture here*

(I took some real snaps using my newly purchased Lomo Action Sampler 35mm, an ebay bargain which typically broke after the first use, so once those are processed...watch this space)

The time spent with my family and especially my cousins was definitely something special, living in each others pockets, sharing breakfast, toasting shots, dancing, talking and laughing till ours sides hurt and remembering the good ol days in Zim when we spent summers getting up to mischief.




2010 was a great year ending in the best way possible, at home, with my family, looking good, feeling fab, 30 degrees everyday and of course dancing



New Years day, 5am-ish, I watched the sunrise over Africa on new years day and was ashtonised by the 100s of people I saw making their way to church. It was very peaceful and something I felt blessed to have witnessed.


The last 4 days were spent touring in this van


I visited Chinoyu caves


and Imerie Safari Lodge, where I bumped into these characters







NOW I really was in Heaven!

So back now in London, glowing from a tan, refreshed from my break, changed from experience and sniffle's from the air conditioning. Time to go in, it's about females making power moves in 2011...LET'S GO!!!!

Monday, 29 June 2009

You're Cordially Invited to...


Since Thursday I've been in Leicester, since last month I've been preparing my Saree's and blouses, since Monday I've been packing and since last year I've known that my cousin Kamal is to marry his girlfriend Dimple and it all went down last week. Indian weddings are long painful, cultural and religious events.....and we don't have wedding planners or hired help - we have family to come cook, clean, serve food and in my families case on hand and foot making sure the father of the groom don't get wasted every night....KMT... *Side eye - it was all good fun but it wasn't without its drama's.


the family

The mendhi

My brother suited and booted

Kamal and sisters Nitu and Kirti in the wedding car

Me in a Saree.......but of course

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

......No body is pre-approving me!!!!

Summer time can only mean one thing; I'm not talking the garage music, spying for boys or sun tans.......its Indian wedding season.


Indian wedding's are a beautiful thing and great fun to attend. You catch up with friends old and new, eat, drink and be merry. But behind the glossy mandap (like a gazebo) and greasy catered food there is a unspoken culture of desperate mother's ready to get their son or daughter married off in the hopes that they will stop sucking at the tit and move the fuck out!!!!!!! The perfect setting for this is of course an Indian wedding; everyone's dressed up looking their best, everyone's kinda related or a family friend and it's a wedding so there's naturally love in the air ....mixed with the smell of 100 Saree's imported from India..........its kinda of like a musky smell!?!?!


Weddings are also a great excuse for all the mothers with daughters who are of a suited age - anything between 23 and 43 (some people find it hard to find a match)- to flock to Green Street, Southall and Eailing Road to consume copious amounts of saris , matching bangle, bhindis and even decorated pins to hold the illusion it all together. All in the hopes that when attending one of many wedding's this summer you'll be spotted by some of a pilot, doctor, dentist or city banker; he will see you all dressed up and will then nod at his mother and give her the sign. She by now has already set the wheels in motion and has gone through ten people to find out who you are....if their lucky by the end of the day they will know your bust size, what you ate for dinner on Monday and what you earnt last year after tax......WTF!?!?!.....No body is pre-approving me!!!


I sound like a moany bitch but really its all good fun. I F**king LOVE to play dress up and tease those hopeful mothers and their sons into thinking I would actually be a respectable choice cos I have almond eyes, long hair and a warm smile =presentable! Then they hear - she works in media, stays out late and has tattoos = unstable and wild.......but of course!
Luckily my ma has never pushed me into marriage and understands that you can't tame this beast. Back to the point of this blog....I went shopping in preparation for Indian wedding season with Ma and we spent 4 hours choosing saris, some materials, blouse pieces, lining and some matching accessories. I'm an Indian girl through and through. From the way I walk, talk, dress, to my cooking and cleaning and all the way up to the way I wear my hair.....and I love to shop I ain't looking to get married just yet.....check it out!



Fabric and material shop....goes on for yards....hehe yards, gedit?!



bangels galore....they even had them hanging from the ceilings



Bhindi's


Saree's


More Sarees


How to be a pefect little indian girl kit for those of us who has lost touch....I think this is a perfect little pack ;)



they had my name .... English shops never do!

Sweet me!