Mrs. Tran

It was such a perfect day. It was sunny, yet cool. The flowers were in full bloom, thanks to the rain for the past two weeks! The company was great, even though small in number. Most importantly...

I looked so pretty, I was shocked.

And when I was walking to the pavillion where Baby C was waiting, just when I turned from a hedge, I caught a glimpse of him, in full cream suit, holding a bouquet of arum lilies. He looked so suave that I nearly stopped in my track. I said nearly. What really did stop for a second though, was my heartbeat *sheepish grin.

It all went by too quickly. Much too quickly that we would have liked, of course. But we savoured every moment of it. EVERY. MOMENT.

At the botanical garden where our ceremony was held. Saying our vows. While holding hands. While kissing. As we strolled in the park, down to the beach, and off to a nearby cathedral. In our wedding car, complete with the flapping two pieces of white ribbons down the front. During lunch at a dimsum place where practically every head turned to look at us. Back home for some well deserved rest and lovey dovey moments. The 1-hour drive to a winery where our dinner will be. Our special dinner in the bakery with close friends and families.

As the lovely day drew to a close, we took a leisure drive back.

And that's when I had my wedding surprise.

The driver, a close friend of mine, turned into city saying he needed to pick up something. He stopped in front of Sofitel Melbourne, and said we were all to get down. Confused as I was, I obliged. Afterall, I fucking look pretty tonight, alright! When I got down, he had his boot open and out came a familiar looking suitcase. And Baby C extended his hands for the luggage with a "Thanks, bro". Seriously, everyone was looking at me, as though I should have realised what's going on now/at that time. I didn't quite. It took me probably 2 full minutes to see that Baby C had booked a room for the night, just for the two of us, and he even had the luggage packed! So, all I needed to do was to look pretty beside him and check in together.

Ecstatic was the word. No, make that blown away. Hmmm... probably just "very much loved", for that's how I felt.

And of course, if you think you will get a full picture of what happened through the night, you're quite wrong. I can, however, tell you that our room, situated on 40th floor, overlooked a grand night view, had a complimentary 'winter escape' wine, another complimentary brut and chocolates for the newlyweds, good-looking bathtub AND a king-size bed. I'll leave the details up to your imagination ;)

We're still waiting for the photos, so if you'd like to catch a glimpse of someone pretty (albeit only for that day) and someone suave, do snoop around! Welcome :)

Till then, goodnight.