and voila, the hand-made guestbook! :)

just finished making my wedding guestbook! it took quite a bit of glue and some pressure screwing the fasteners tight, but it's done! here's a photo of it (sorry it's not a very detailed pic) entire thing made from scratch (ok, i bought the paper and ribbon, lah. not patient enough to make my own paper..) the pages inside are A4 sheets bound to the covers with metal fasteners. the covers are made of 2 layers of A4-sized hardboard cut out from a giant piece. a small window is cut in the middle right section of the top piece of board to reveal our names printed in silver. the gold ribbon ties the book close for storage.



that was fun! anyone interested in having guestbooks made? :-)

lavender's blue, diddle diddle

was at one of the usual shopping centres where a bridal photography fair was going on. and what a variety there was.

the too-perfect package

they seem to have got it all right. lovely gowns, good use of white space and perspectives, some evidence of photographic skill, nice play of light, ingenious use of outdoor elements, no posing by the studio's fake mini bar, no pineapples in your hair*, and i actually think that i'd like to have my photos taken by them.

there HAS to be a catch somewhere!!

something.. SOMEthing about it ain't right

if run the photos in the sample album through a slide projector and put in some soppy music (in fact i think they DO provide a Flash file with soppy music!), it'll replicate the initial scenes taken from a typical not-so-highly-rated cantonese tv serial.. you know, where the theme song plays and the scenes shift from huddling under an umbrella in the rain to feeding your guy ice-cream to running along a (superimposed) beach with the wind in your hair to standing in a vast (superimposed) field as the title of the series materialises above you in the sky... lovely words that spell "i can't put my finger on it, but something's not quite right about the whole theme. i think i'll pass".

superbeng

"As you and me met,
without knowing that we matched.
Love at the first sight,
the spirit of love begins.
Love begins to grow within,
Where 2 become 1."

so, for a couple of thousand bucks, they'll conjure up a story of my love life using some prose commissioned from a guy who makes a monkey throw darts at a bunch of random english words picked from
(i) a thesaurus listing of "love", and
(ii) an archive of titles of the Spice Girls' greatest hits.
and while they're at it they'll insert a bunch of photos of us sitting in a fake unbelievably-purple field of lavender, where i'm probably supposed to act out the profound meaning of the words swimming around me.

aiee!!

*a friend's relative's wedding photos actually had her posing with mini plastic pineapples in her hair.