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Monday, July 27, 2015
Thursday, July 09, 2015
"...with you, my life is more colorful, and my heart beats faster..."
By the time Bride Maria uttered that line, we were already in tears (well, we were in tears as soon as Groom Oliver started crying). But how can one not cry over such a heart-felt moment?
For a tropical country, we rarely see tropical-themed weddings around here and Oliver & Maria's intimate affair in beautiful Boracay is definitely something worth checking out. First off, we're in love with the pineapple leitmotif, the use of local fans, & the tropical postcard set! Nothing really sets the tone than when using proper symbols and images. It also helped that Bride Maria wanted a different approach to her theme, which is why we made a non-traditional Astilbe bouquet for her, and a mix of various leaves for the entourage. So picture perfect! Without pushing the thematic envelope too far, the entourage ladies wore really soft chiffon gowns, perfect for the laid-back venue that is the Shangri-la Boracay. Do pore over these warm, lovely photos and be inspired! ^_^
And please don't forget to watch their SDE by Mayad Studios at the end of this post. It's guaranteed to make you teary eyed (yet again)!
This wedding was featured on Bride and Breakfast.
Preps x Ceremony_ Shangri-la Boracay Resort & Spa
Photographer_ Mango Red
Video_ Mayad Studios
Makeup_ Victor Ortega
Planning x Coordination_ Boracay Weddings
Bridal Bouquet x Entourage Flowers_ Vatel Manila
Mayad Boracay: Marcia and Oliver "Whirlwind Summer" from Mayad on Vimeo.
Monday, July 06, 2015
I first visited this magical place in the Summer of 1982, when I was still 7. Even at that early age, I already remember so much - the late afternoon swims in the pool with my Mom's good friend, Mrs. Baclig (who I eventually started addressing as 'Lola Fe'); the distinct pine smell in the evenings, picking Mangosteen by the lake, fishing on Tuesdays (or was it on Wednesdays?), the occasional duck pin bowling and movie nights.
I came back here every Summer since, until Mom left the service in 2001. Until now, I distinctly recall the dark wooden panels of the houses, the roughness of macramé wall décor, the heavy groan of Broncos plying the asphalt roads, visiting the community garden on Sundays, that creamy fresh milk in the mornings, the immaculate white walls of the school, the smell of freshly baked cinnamon bread by our cook, the very strict Manang Lucing from Bohol with the surprisingly dainty giggle (she would even let me play with the various cookie cutters, making patterns on her dough); the annual fuss over the Christmas ham (stewed in pineapple juice and beer for hours!), home-made corned beef, the ghost stories, and Sundays when the house is filled with music by Perry Como, Dionne Warwick, and Elvis Presley.
Ah, the flowers! I've always believed that my appreciation for flowers started here. Mom kept a garden beside the House which had Cattleyas, Dahlias, Daisies, and a lot of Tropicals. I made sure to water those every morning before the sun became too hot, and I was always in charge of sprucing up the rooms with plants whenever we had guests over.
Last April, 8 years after I lost my Mom to cancer, we had the chance to return to this place along with some friends for an engagement shoot. Amusing enough, the Groom was my Mom's student, making this more like a trip down memory lane. I guess Mom found an ingenious way for me to finally have some closure.
As I write this, remembering all the happy Summers Mom and I spent together in Cawayanon, I feel sad that those won't happen again but thankful still for the memories that have helped me become who I am now. And thank you, J Lucas Reyes, for capturing this place's beauty with so much honesty and emotion. You do know how much this homecoming of sorts meant for me. :-)