Question: How many persons does it take to make a Chinese Wedding
Answer: Too many!
On Sunday morning I rose at the ungodly hour of 6.00am to render myself useful (at least I tried) to my family as we officially welcome another member of the family. I can’t believe it, that my baby brother is getting married. I can’t believe it! I can’t believe anyone would want a dude like that.
Ok I’m kidding. My baby brother’s cool.
Except when I still stayed together with the family and had bloody battles with him for the phone all the time. Those were the Dark Ages of pagers. No luxuries like handphones or internet.
Anyway continuing from the last episode of The Chinese Wedding, we fast forward to the actual day of the wedding. I.e The Mayhem.
The groom and bride sleeps at past 1am and wakes up at 5am to have their hair combed by their teary parents. It’s a long standing Chinese tradition of the parent’s blessing to the marrying child. Three combing strokes from the crown down symbolizes 1) being together till the end of time, 2) harmony throughout the marriage, 3) having an abundance of children and grandchildren. They then dress their best and meet The Brotherhood who will risk their lives to accomplish the mission impossible of breaking into the bride’s home. The Brotherhood usually has to suffer under the sadism of the bride’s sisters. Drinking bittergourd juice, eating heaps of wasabi and wearing female knickers is just some of the not too serious but still humiliating and common tactics of torture I’ve seen.
Luckily I don’t like such stuff. D-man would most likely just go “forgetaboutit!”
In a nutshell, if either of your parents want the entire shebang of a Chinese Wedding, you will be forgiven if you choose to elope.
Just don’t quote me.
The best, honest, sensible tip I can give however to anyone, is not to wear 4.5 inch stilettos to a wedding banquet where you have to walk around to entertain guests. No matter how tempting and pretty they may seem. At the end of the event I would pay someone to just saw off my feet.
Prayers for a blessed journey ahead.
Drinking sweet dessert, a symbolic representation of the marriage life ahead.
Food..and more food…
Did I mention there was food?
The sweetest tea mum ever drank.
The poor sisters who had to wear that dress.
The not-too-serious body guard of the dinner event.