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Yes, you guessed it - my Uncle's third wedding was today.
Shirt-buying troubles aside, it was stil a pain of a day at moments. Not only did we get there so late that we actually missed the wedding (we left home 10 minutes before it was supposed to start thanks to female over-prep, we had a half-hour drive infront of us, and then we couldn't actually find the place D:), but it was a cocktail reception, as opposed to a sit down meal, and I don't like to mingle. That and my dad was playing at another wedding, so he was almost two hours later than us, and my sister is in Canberra (dancing at the Australian yay - yesterday's dances earnt her 10th of 48, and she's dancing again tomorrow), so I didn't even have her to talk to :( (and I don't really talk to my brother - icky boy germs and whatnot... no, seriously).
Thankfully there were some people there that I didn't know, but who knew me, meaning there were people there that I didn't not like/feel awkward around from the get-go (one of them, Karen, I spoke to for a fair while and learnt that she's either teaching or doing Forensic Psychology Postgrad at UWS). There were a lot of people I didn't know - not only the bride's side of the family, but a lot of our side (we don't really keep in touch with that side of the family, and for good reason I sometimes think) - so a lot of my time was spent listening, boredly, to them prattle on about who knows what.
But the day wasn't without it's drama (:P) - my uncle, for some assinine reason, decided to have photos with everyone except his family, including his kids. Kelly (his middle daughter, the one who got married recently in an earlier post) was rather upset by this when she was told the photographer was leaving, and began crying. Obviously there is a lot of stuff that this family hasn't resolved. But thankfully full-scale catastrophe was averted by the kind photographer, who came back and somehow organised the entire groom-side family (five of whom are below the age of 7, one of them only 2, another not even 1), and took several photos just to make sure no one was blining (which I did twice).
And, for Jessi's sake, seeing as I know she'll never forgive me if I don't post them - PICSPASM!!
k, so there are only a couple of pics, but here you go:
This is the green shirt/green+purple tie combination I wore to my cousin Kelly's wedding a while back. It's also the combination I received lot of attention for from girls at work at Yang-en's 21st (which was "straight" after). Unfortunately, some of the colour has disappeared due to improper lighting and such... this makes me sad.
This be the pattern on my Awesomely Green Tie (currently the wallpaper on my phone THAT
IS HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS TIE) just in case you didn't get that from the above pic.
This is the shirt/tie combination I wore today. You'll notice that it's a purple tie. Pink ties and shirts were suggested (shock horror!) but I'm not a pink sorta guy, so I went purple ^_^. I was almost hoping someone would make a comment on it, but alas, that side of my family had their homophobia turned off today. I was actually a little surprised that it was even suggested, to be honest. Maybe my parents aren't as clueless as they appear? Then again, pink is in on males these days. And I did sorta make a fuss about how the purple boxes make the green tie above perfect, so... *question-mark face*
And, finally, just one random photo of me.
Shirt-buying troubles aside, it was stil a pain of a day at moments. Not only did we get there so late that we actually missed the wedding (we left home 10 minutes before it was supposed to start thanks to female over-prep, we had a half-hour drive infront of us, and then we couldn't actually find the place D:), but it was a cocktail reception, as opposed to a sit down meal, and I don't like to mingle. That and my dad was playing at another wedding, so he was almost two hours later than us, and my sister is in Canberra (dancing at the Australian yay - yesterday's dances earnt her 10th of 48, and she's dancing again tomorrow), so I didn't even have her to talk to :( (and I don't really talk to my brother - icky boy germs and whatnot... no, seriously).
Thankfully there were some people there that I didn't know, but who knew me, meaning there were people there that I didn't not like/feel awkward around from the get-go (one of them, Karen, I spoke to for a fair while and learnt that she's either teaching or doing Forensic Psychology Postgrad at UWS). There were a lot of people I didn't know - not only the bride's side of the family, but a lot of our side (we don't really keep in touch with that side of the family, and for good reason I sometimes think) - so a lot of my time was spent listening, boredly, to them prattle on about who knows what.
But the day wasn't without it's drama (:P) - my uncle, for some assinine reason, decided to have photos with everyone except his family, including his kids. Kelly (his middle daughter, the one who got married recently in an earlier post) was rather upset by this when she was told the photographer was leaving, and began crying. Obviously there is a lot of stuff that this family hasn't resolved. But thankfully full-scale catastrophe was averted by the kind photographer, who came back and somehow organised the entire groom-side family (five of whom are below the age of 7, one of them only 2, another not even 1), and took several photos just to make sure no one was blining (which I did twice).
And, for Jessi's sake, seeing as I know she'll never forgive me if I don't post them - PICSPASM!!
k, so there are only a couple of pics, but here you go:
This is the green shirt/green+purple tie combination I wore to my cousin Kelly's wedding a while back. It's also the combination I received lot of attention for from girls at work at Yang-en's 21st (which was "straight" after). Unfortunately, some of the colour has disappeared due to improper lighting and such... this makes me sad.
This be the pattern on my Awesomely Green Tie (currently the wallpaper on my phone THAT
IS HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS TIE) just in case you didn't get that from the above pic.
This is the shirt/tie combination I wore today. You'll notice that it's a purple tie. Pink ties and shirts were suggested (shock horror!) but I'm not a pink sorta guy, so I went purple ^_^. I was almost hoping someone would make a comment on it, but alas, that side of my family had their homophobia turned off today. I was actually a little surprised that it was even suggested, to be honest. Maybe my parents aren't as clueless as they appear? Then again, pink is in on males these days. And I did sorta make a fuss about how the purple boxes make the green tie above perfect, so... *question-mark face*
And, finally, just one random photo of me.
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But ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it's a little muffin! That purple tie and your cell phone are hawt.
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and where be this little muffin you speak of? I'm not eating, and I'm far too thin to have a muffin-top. :P
It is a pretty nice tie though (though I do <3 the green one more), and the phone be awesome too.
*wonders when we'll get to see Formal!Wear!Tiller*
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I so would have too ^____^ *lots of luffles*
I still LOVE your tie. And I always preffered purple on guys to pink. Purple is a much nicer color. Lookin' snazzie, Davie!
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I still LOVE your tie - huh? did I show it to you already? *forgetful*
oh definitely. Purple is way nicer than pink, though some guys can seriously carry it off
especially if they have crazy blonde-orange emohair.Thanks, hun. You're sweet. I wish I could formal-wear aaaall the time - I love the way it makes me look. Too bad I'll never have an office job and therefore be required to wear suits and ties everyday. Too bad... :(
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I saw a picture of the tie last time you wore it, and everyone was like "zomg cool tie!1!1!!one!!1"
But if you become a rockstar, you can formal-wear on stage!
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Really? I'm gonna have to go in search of that picture... where did I show it to you?
That's unlikely, seeing as my voice isn't exactly rock appropriate. I guess my only option is to create some brand new genre of music, call it Formal, and set the dress standards to match. How hard could that be?