The Making of Bridezilla Part 3

What went wrong and where? Here's a list. 1. Wedding pictures couldn't come out in time. 2. Bridal house did not inform us of the time they needed for the photo editing. 3. Promised pre-bridal shoot plan by the bridal house was a fake. Every reply I got was, :you find yourself LAH" 4. My mil and dil were imposing even up to the color of my outfit- which is pathetic. 5. Mil and Dil were not nice to my parents....at all. (Traditional vs. Modern) OH THE HORROR! 6. The hubs was a loose cannon. And that is hella! Scary. 7. "Sister/BRIDESMAID" was not there despite constant plea for help. 8. More mil, dil and parents problem. 9. DIL said he allowed the hubs to marry me in church. WTH is that all about?! 10. House in the process/New business in the process and the wedding! = BROKE. 11. MIL started again, imposing ideas on feng shui, that seriously made me feel crap. I really do feel that it's my fault things are picking up so slowly now. BUT.......I am emotional afterall. 12. Dad's annoying slut. I can't get her out of my brains! DAMMIT. 13. Mom's constant reminder about affairs- mind you! When I am about to get married..REALLY? Seriously? 14. Dad's slut and a half decided to pull some shit. 15. Period.- No reason to not get emo. 16. Business was slow which also means cash flow is even tighter. 17. Hubs- moody. frustrated. AND arguments. Even when I'm sick. But he has feelings too. 18. Mil and Dil went all out for the chinese shitty ceremony without informing my parents. - That caused a havoc. Which lead to the wedding disaster. OMG. 19. Mom reminding me how much money she has "SPENT" on me for the business....Now that feels like crap. 20. Again hubs fighting with me...because (my fault) I did not allow him to as he would say "FUCK" up his parents. 21. More issues from the bridal house. Dress not measured. Even after 3 times of measuring, no record was taken. Dress record or even hubs outfit was not recorded. 22. Two weeks before the wedding, the tailor made gown was a disaster. 23. I fell sick.- Which also means, tension was higher due to period, being sick and everything pilled up. 24. Dad finally lost it to the MIL and DIL. OH god! That was freaky as hell. 25. Hub's Godma was a bitch during tea ceremony. "Kneel down" she says, fuck that shit. I don't even kneel to my parents you piece of shit. 26. Cancellation a week and a few days before the REAL wedding. 27. And sudden addition-self invite stuff.... And the list goes on...HOW do you not be a bridezilla then? More to come in PART 4.

The Making of Bridezilla Part 2

How I came to be a paranoid bride. You know how they say, "Don't have a wedding. Just register and go for a honeymoon" Dips to whoever who said that. It's true. BUT. I wanted a wedding, to walk down the aisle with your soul mate.

See this man up there. Well, he completes me. And though we went through several of shit holes together, it's all okay. Because there is love. So how did I start my paranoia. As far as I can remember, the dil spoke to the hubs telling him that when we said we wanted to get married, he wanted a Chinese Wedding. Followed by my mil coming to me telling me to tell the hubs I wanted something, when I really did not want it. Plus, my dad trying to play the nice guy didn't help to back us up and mom there being nice but also playing the gasoline/charcoal adding person. To add on, dad's affair came to light. My heart broke. Not because I didn't already know, but because it was painful to start afresh when your past pulls you back. It was like struggling between turning left or right, whichever was the lesser of two evil. There was no way out. I wanted to seek comfort with my parents when the dil and mil were pressuring me to do things I didn't want to, I wanted the hubs to know yet was too afraid he'd be pissed. It was like a stand alone game. Mom and dad were not getting along. Hubs was moody all the time and dil and mil was adding on to my constant migraine. This developed into lack of sleep, chest pains, migraines and a whole lot of dip shit I don't even want to mention. Work was a B**** when the boss did not pay on time, and when the wedding was pulled forward...OMG. Financially we were drained. Closer to the wedding, my relationship with the dil and mil worsened drastically. We were different people from very different era, and I could not accept that they were different from the people I once knew. Mom and dad on the other hand improved in their relationship (but I still cannot sit in a room with them for more than half and hour without getting frustrated which is a lot better than the 15 minutes mark I used to give) and the hubs, I could see was tired from all the drama, pressure and annoyance. In return, we spoke less, he was moody most of the time which made me moody most of the time. He'd get annoyed at me for getting paranoid, but he couldn't see my POV. I knew things he didn't. My frustration worsened every time I got a FB message, or a secret come to the room session, plus they weren't the most pleasant to my parents. My fault too. I should have said it out. But watching a child fight with his parents because of his wife is something no woman should ever do to her man. I've watched my parents go through that, and how their marriage failed miserably. I was not going to allow my marriage to follow their footsteps before it even started. The hubs started getting annoyed at me claiming I was trying to control him and he felt suffocated. I felt suffocated too. Honestly, at that point...I wanted to just call off the wedding and just take a breather. (Hubs..if you're reading this, I am sorry and it won't happen again. No more secrets.) To control my anger, my frustration and the stress that was suffocating me, i turned to my pain killers. It made me numb. I took it whether or not ming li was here. Not much but 2-3 pills a time every 1-2 days. Did it for almost two weeks and I got scared when I woke up one night, sweating and gasping for air. I looked at you, and you were sound asleep (snoring actually). I kissed you and told myself, never again. Bride's don't normally turn into bridezilla. They are forced into bridezilla. I know that now. And I apologize for the judgmental attitude I once had to bride's who whine and complain.

The making of BRIDEZILLA (Yup! That's me!)

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon on the 5th of October 2013, when the car broke down. Little did I know, my boyfriend at that time who is the man I call my husband today was nervous not because the car broke down, but he was going to propose just minutes away.

It was the sweetest proposal ever and also my very first time seeing him that nervous. Plus, he literally stuffed the ring in my hand because he was trembling. I remember celebrating with good people that day, and rocking in the chair in Alexis like a crazy person beaming with joy. Finally! I thought to myself. The man I want to spend the rest of my life with. And so the making of Bridezilla starts......................... First it was the parents meet up that almost gave me a panic attack. And before you know it, you just realize that your wedding will never truly be your wedding. That will come later part in the adventure of Bridezilla. First step: Wedding photo hunting. Finding that "perfect" bridal shop. We went to the wedding fair, and people were just hounding us. You couldn't walk two steps without them literally blocking your path. We, were just too annoyed to walk any further and decided to stop at one shop (and commit to it due to what we thought at the time "pleasant customer service relationship and perfect portfolio) IT WAS A NIGHTMARE. More to come later part. The name of this bridal house: VENUS SIGNATURE BRIDAL HOUSE. From JB, just opened up in KL.(SS2 to be precised)

Their portfolio was absolutely amazing. Note: WAS. As any sales person would do, the would promise you the world, but deliver close to nothing. Anyway, on the day we decided to commit to them, we were having a parents meeting earlier. And that was how the drama evolved. What I couldn't see was that my in-laws, were very traditional individuals. Slightly forceful, and my parents (Dad to be specific) is this guy who tries to "accommodate" too much. Well, he has always loved playing the good cop. So before the parents meeting, the hubs and I discussed with him on a few traditions that we'd truly like to avoid. To our dismay, he complied with the in-laws which put us in a very difficult position. I cried like a baby as we stormed off to the bridal house. I mean honestly, who wouldn't be pissed. We said no teapots and crap. And he did not object, nor agree...WHICH ALSO MEANT HE AGREED. The hubs and I were upset, lost and very very pissed. It wasn't a very good day that day. I remember getting frustrated and learning the roots of my in laws that I found hard to digest, due to the upbringing I was from. The worst part was the man we both loved, (the in laws and I) had to be in between us. Caught in a cross fire. The trip to the bridal house wasn't exactly a pleasant one too. We did not commit to them that day, but we did listen to a whole bunch of lies. They promised us what seemed like a bride's heaven, beautiful pictures, shoot in JB, three albums, canvas, number of gowns....blablablablablabla.....We still wanted to think about it so we left. Mistake we made, we did not take the paper the information was written on. Silly us! It's our first time getting married anyway! DUH. Well, my story ends here. Next on the making of Bridezilla, how drama unfolds and turns into a nightmare.

The pre-wedding plans

You know how everything seems so right yet suddenly ends up so wrong. As a bride, my life was miserable for the past few months, but as a wife I can't thank god enough for pairing me up with my best friend and my soul mate. With the hassle and bustle of what a wedding was supposed to be a few months back, I'm glad it's all over and I finally have the time to sit down and write about it, and hopefully read about it, and LAUGH it out with the hubs. After the wedding, after all that drama, I finally get the time to sit down and write about my experience as a bride, daughter, daughter in law and most importantly a wife.