It was two nights before the wedding before I asked Oyen to add me to the list of people that needed hair and make-up. I was initially planning to hire someone else so that the main stylist could just focus on the bride. But the girl I had in mind was missing in action. I tried contacting her several times but she wasn’t responding.
We booked two extra rooms, for the styling and one for the bride’s dressing up room.
The three bridesmaids were getting ready. they all looked pretty.
The senior stylist was doing Oyen’s make-up when I arrived. The make-up was so light and looked natural. I kept on asking “anak, .tatagal ba yan hanggang gabi?”
The photographer gave Oyen a gift from Tiffany & Co. I didn’t see what was inside.
It was my turn. I was asked what look. What look? I was never excited having my make-up done. Sa istorya ng buhay ko, never pa ako gumanda pagnag pa make up ako. Lalong lumalabas ang mga pileges ko sa mukha. I told the stylist I didn’t want to have make-up or foundation on my face. Ayaw ko kasi yung may foundation, nagmumukha akong inembalsamo. Sa halip na kuminis mukha ko parang dinaanan ng kalaykay. I told her to just do my eyes. I just wanted to have fake lashes.
I looked so stressed out. My mind was somewhere else. My nieces were asking me why I looked stressed. Ewan ba hindi ako relax. I was not focused on how I would look like. Worried ako sa rain, etc. Hindi nga ako nag diet, yung dress ko kung okay, yung shoes ko. I only brought very simple accessories.
I just wanted to wear fake long lashes. Nay ko ang kakapal naman nito. Para akong sasali sa sarswela.
