This is something that I have been meaning to put up for a while and although there is a queue of posts to go up and I always put them up in order because I am OCD like that, for once I’m going to break my own rule.
My bridal shower. Saying that this was possibly one of the best days of my life wouldn’t be an exaggeration. I felt so loved and cared for on this day that going through the pictures for this post has actually made me well up. I have been welling up a fair amount recently. I think I’m feeling pretty home sick. It’s natural I guess. Thanks to my tearing up session, I haven’t edited any of these pictures. My makeup was done so well that day that I look photoshopped without any filtering whatsoever. Yes!
My sister threw me my bridal shower and I’m going to be completely honest here. I genuinely thought it would be the biggest disaster ever because planning and her never go together. She hates being organised and never does things on time. Thus, my expectations for the event weren’t too high. But, I underestimated my meticulous planner of a sister and was lost for once on the day when I saw what she had organised.
As I wasn’t having a mehndi I decided to wear something traditional for my bridal shower and go all out. I went to Shazia from Majestic by Eliza who had previously made my Nikah outfit and she outdid herself once again. I went with a few pictures to her of what I had in mind, the colours, the style and she just went with it. She worked on this outfit for months with her designers in Lahore and the result was absolutely beautiful. Every bit of embroidery was handmade and the amount of detail that went into this outfit was insane!
Now, before you ask – I did not want a Frozen themed dress. My nieces thought I was something out of Frozen and were delighted but the colour choice was purely co-incidental. I hadn’t ever worn this colour combination before and really wanted to try something different. The outfit turned out better than I had wanted it to and it was so comfortable to parade around in all day and even when we all danced the night away because of the materials that were used. Shazia suggested using layers and layers of net under the skirt to make it volumised but I also wore a net, hoop skirt underneath to make the skirt as structured as possible. I would really recommend getting one of these underskirts from the likes of eBay if you are wearing a lehnga which looks a bit blah…wear one of these babies and you will automatically go from blah to WAAAAH-OH. Here’s another look at the dress.
I particularly loved the pure chiffon, digital print dupatta that came with it. Shazia actually had three different dupattas made for the outfit, all in pure chiffon. I think I’m going to wear them with a plain outfit pretty soon!
Because I was the bride and I wanted to stand out (of course! – milk your wedding period for all its worth girls) I asked all my friends and family to wear white. It looked so lovely against the blue and it made me so happy that everyone made the effort to stick to the theme.
Most of you who follow my blog regularly know that my makeup is either simple mascara with bold brows, bright lipsticks for no reason or my attempts at smokey eyes which consist of nothing but black eye shadow smeared across my eyelids. On this day however, for the first time ever I said to Humera (MUA from KMAC Studio, Glasgow) to just go all out and do what she wanted. Having had my make-up done from her before I had some level of trust within her to do this but when she suggested glitter on my eyelids even I was a bit apprehensive. Then I thought, you’re getting married in a few days woman – LIVE A LITTLE. So, glitter on my eyes it was. It sounds scary but I actually think it looked pretty cool?! I would NEVER attempt this myself or I would end up looking like Boy George or something.
How absolutely talented is Humera btw? I literally felt so amazing all day because my make-up was so flawless and it lasted the entire day. Pretty much had to use a chisel to take it off around 2am that night. Now that my friends are some good make up skills. If you are in Glasgow and surrounding areas I’m sure you already know of Humera and have seen her amazing work but if you haven’t then I can’t recommend her enough. She did my makeup for the bridal shower and my wedding and there was nothing I was unhappy with – now for someone as fussy as me that really is saying something. I really think Humera is going to become one of the biggest make-up artists in the UK pretty soon and I’m not saying this for any reason other than the fact she is actually fabulous. There are some pretty big names within the make-up industry in the UK especially within the Asian bridal market but not everyone has the skills to warrant the fame that they get. Humera may not be as well-known as the girls who charge a grand a bride but she is ten times better.
Okay so I’m going through these pictures and look what I just came across amongst the 546873456874 shots of me prancing around in my lehnga. A shot of my brother’s shoes. I remember how whilst doing my blog shoot photos he would randomly start taking pictures of his shoes or of trees nearby just to annoy me and I would get so angry at him. Seeing this random picture of his FEET has made me well up again. Seriously, what is actually wrong with me?
On an aside…you know this brother of mine who used to HATE taking my pictures and I used to have to strike business deals with him involving me buying him ugly leather jackets in return for four photoshoots or me being his taxi driver at weekends. You know him? Well, soon after I got married and moved out – the man went and bought his own camera WITH tripod and the works and has apparently found a new love for photography. Whenever I ask about him and his wellbeing my mother informs me that he is out in the garden taking pictures of leaves. He is coming to visit me in Dubai next month and let’s just say I have a shoot or 12 planned for us. Oh yes.
Looking back, this entire day feels like a dream. The outfit was just perfect and for that I can’t thank Shazia enough. I can’t believe I am missing the Majestic by Eliza event in Edinburgh on Sunday?! Who is going? Let me know if you are. Wish I was there in Scotland – I would have rocked up to the Corn Exchange on the 22nd looking like Elsa in my bridal shower Majestic by Eliza number! Or is it Anna who wears the turquoise dress? Shame on me.
I miss all my friends so much and everything that they did for me during my wedding period, things that I will never forget and will probably never be able to top when their big days happen.
From my best friend/sister in law who flew in the night before my bridal shower to surprise me just so she wouldn’t miss my last chance to party with all my besties. Even though there were events taking place at home for Atteeq but she still managed to come to mine. That meant more to me than I can even describe.
To my bestie that took time out of her insanely busy work schedule to come and stay with us in the lead up to the wedding and do everything that a sister would. Making sure I stayed calm throughout the entire process and being my driver for a week to wax appointments and the likes. I am so blessed to have you in my life!
To my childhood best friend who flew in from the other side of the world just so she could make my wedding and gifted me a book of poems she had written for me. Okay, tearing up again. Wish we could rewind time and sit in my car eating Chicken Hut heart attack in a box food and listen to Kaka Bhaniawala songs on a side street in Govanhill.
To the best friend who mingles within my family so well that you would never know we come from culturally different backgrounds. Pretty sure she was eating a chicken jalfrezi impromptu sandwich at 1am in our kitchen after we all realised we were famished having danced like hyenas for 6 hours on the trot. You were the bridesmaid who was in the same country as me during the year before my wedding so you probably had the worst end of the deal out of all three of you. If I ever even manage to do 1% of all that you did for me over the last year then I will count that as a huge success.
Finally, to the sister who spent her entire life annoying the hell out of me. Our whole lives were spent arguing. We genuinely hated one another until she moved away for university for four years and then the distance allowed us to see things from each other’s point of view. She has been a spoilt brat her entire life but during my wedding she stepped up and did everything that your only sister should be doing for you and more. She’s back to her usual self again according to my sources.
My mum always used to say to us when we would fight that one day we would have to leave each other and would want these moments again but we would never ever have them again. At that time, the silly cows that we both were would say ‘oh please, not this again’. Which Pakistani mum doesn’t say these things? About how we will one day leave our family and look back and think why did we fight? Well you know what, they are all right.
They are so right that I wish if there was one thing I could ever convince my followers of, it’s that you will never have this time again. This time that you have right now where you are sitting on your phone reading my blog post instead of putting your phone away and sitting with your mum. This time that you have where you are arguing with your brother over your car or who fuelled up the last time and who used all the petrol up. This time that you have right now where you are getting annoyed at your dad for making you run an errand when you were just about to go and see your friends. Or this time where you and your sister are sitting in your own rooms doing your own thing instead of sitting with each other just watching a DVD or something.
Hindsight is one of these things that makes you realise that we as human beings take for granted those that are closest to us. My sister said to me on Skype last night that one of the biggest things that used to annoy her about me was the fact that I am always so nice that nobody would ever take her side even if I was in the wrong. I laughed at this so much because this couldn’t be further from the truth. I don’t feel like a very nice person when I think back to all the times when I fought with my siblings over stupid things like the Anastasia Beverly Hills contour kit (lol Madiha) or the car keys or the cleaning. I feel even worse when I think about all the times I neglected my mum to go and do my own thing when all she wanted was a bit of company.
We all do it. We all make mistakes and then look back and think ‘why did I do that?’. We all look back at photographs from special days in our lives and think I wish I could have these moments again. Well, you can’t. But if it’s within your control now and you’re still living with your family then make more time for them. Argue less with them and make the most of the time that you have. Believe me, one day it will make sense to you just like what my mum used to say makes sense to me now.
Moving away from my family has allowed me to see just how much they did for me and just how selfish I could be sometimes. Us humans eh? We always realise things too late. But it’s not all doom and gloom – I know now that whenever I do see my family, I will make every moment count and won’t go and lounge around in my room by myself on a Friday night.
My bridal shower was a special day and one that I won’t ever forget. I thought I would share it all with you to give you some ideas and also so one day I can look back and read all about it myself when my memory starts deceiving me. One day, it will. After all, that’s the cycle of life.