Finally, the wedding week is over. All wedding stuff is over. I'm too tired. My mehndi (aka henna) has started to fade. I was thinking of doing a typical traditional post where I'd talk about the random stuff again and again and tell you guys what I did and what I wore. Same boring stuff, phew, right? But I have something speical for you guys. I'm not going to post what random crap I did, the stuff that I usually do at every wedding. As it was last wedding from my maternal family, and my uncle got married on Pakistan's independence day and my aunt on my birthday, here's a special post of how my photos went wrong at the moment. Basically, me and Noor were the host after a few family members. We had to ask, check & greet guests and didn't have much tie to stand still and pose. So the photo results were pretty terrible.
The grand entrance of my uncle Harzi on mehndi:
THOSE EFFING ARMPITS! Applauds to my attempts to censor them. Nobody told me about this ugliness.
The grand entrance of my aunt hibo.
An attempt to selfie of the year
I mean, there could be all of us, smiling at my camera and we could make it to the best selfie of the year if only we tried hard. But in the reality, it was me, taking a selfie with flash on.
Another selfie attempt
It's only me who can bear flashlight for a selfie but not everyone. Like this man I call my uncle, can't bear flashlights and end up looking like this:
An attempt to enter a group photo:
Making a cousiny-love group photo
It's a sure thing we (these two and I) don't much appreciate each other's company because a 14 years older cousin is usually a not-so-good friend.
I better cut off myself.
Somebody caught my real-time expessions
Specially when there was a kid cousin behind my back trying to photobomb us.
I wore Pakistan's flag badge and nobody appreciated it.
That's a sad one, right. And now I drew a weird looking arrow so I can get attention.
I can be a famous meme
Behind-the-scene last moments selfie
Because the photographers had come inside the bride room and we were notified to GET OUTTA THERE.
My birthday gift: A ghost picture with my bestie
*That's her hair, trying to be funny.
Kicked out againThe professional photographers with expensive cameras told me to get out of the group photo (this happened again) So I posed this after I was kicked out. Stay happy no matter what! #nohate
An attempt to look good with same hair
Noor got an appointment with the beautician while I was at home, brushing my hair. That's the result. Everybody kept asking me if I forgot my hairband at home and needed to braid them. Sigh, cruel world.
The only picture with the bride
The last day of wedding week, I only got 58 seconds with my aunt who's officially a mrs now. That's what came out. A SELFIE! And look at my hair, I look good in tied hair and a tight hair bun.
Instead of all these photos, there were a few that I LOVE. They're not a fail. They're my favorite.
Baaaye (In Troye Sivan's voice)