I want to a Vietnamese wedding last night, twas awesome! The bride was one of my fellow secretaries, Tram, who is always in jeans and a pony tail and terribly shy but beloved by all. Just easy with a laugh and quick to help and hug, you know? Adore her. Anyhow, the reception had 500 people. It started with this thing where as soon as you walked in the door you had a photo taken with the bride and groom in their traditional wedding clothes, all silk and hand-stitched and glamorous. Then we were seated, and food started to be delivered to the table...and never stopped.
I didn't eat a lot because most of the food was staring back at me. But the main course was lobster, and I'm used to lobsters staring back at me, so I had some. There was very expensive cognac set at each table as well.
The bride changed twice, because it's customary for the bride to change outfits to show status. So she changed into a traditional white gown with a huge train, and then a simple evening dress in matching color of the bridesmaids gowns, which were this awesome apple green.
I was seated next to a totally hot guy from morocco, who just had a screenplay optioned. He did five years of interviews with elderly folk in Morocco, talking about the Holocaust and such sort of history before it's gone. We talked about writing a lot.
Then two little girls came to each table and gave us our photos with the bride and groom, and dude, I AM FAT.
So that's what I did last night.