Judy and Dean’s wedding was an absolute dream. The main hall of The Wattle Park Chalet and its grand antique ceiling served as a perfect backdrop to the intimate celebration. The tables stretched across the room with bunches of young eucalyptus leaves and rosemary as rustic table runners, candles casting a gentle warm glow, and cutlery and glasses neatly lined up with anticipation for the night ahead.
When I first see the couple on their wedding day, the first thing that usually strikes me is the bride’s wedding dress. Judy’s was magnificent; the fabric was detailed with incredible beading, yet wrapped around her so effortlessly, complimenting her tall physique. However, the first thing that popped out at me when I saw this unique couple was Dean’s moustache, thick and almost as wide as his face. It whimsically twitched every time he spoke, and curved upwards every time he smiled.
I fell in love with Judy and Dean during the maid of honour’s speech. She quoted Dr. Seuss; “when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love”. At this moment, Judy and Dean simultaneously looked at each other and shared a knowing smile. All of us, seeing them smile in their sweet little bubble, could see a glimpse of their deep and precious relationship in that tiny moment.
After the formalities was an unexpected turn of events. Judy’s family, dressed in beautiful traditional Korean hanbok, had been so serene and pleasant till this point, that when they took the microphone and started to sing and dance to an upbeat Korean number, the guests quickly formed a dance circle around them and cheered them on. Everyone was surprised and could hardly believe how confidently these ladies owned the dance floor. This bolted the party and soon, everyone was on the dance floor. The maid of honour had said in her speech “there are no strangers here, just friends who haven’t met yet” and that couldn’t have been more true with the friends and family of Judy
