I cannot believe I left my blog stale for so long. It was not my intention. I’m sorry. So, as you may know already, I was in Texas last weekend for Chisom’s wedding. It had been at least 12 years since we last saw each other. But when I saw him again on Thursday, however, it did not feel like it had been 12 years. It felt like I was catching up with an old friend whom I had not seen for the past week.
Chisom and his gorgeous wife, Chinwe. I think I love her. Let me tell you something, Chisom is soooooo in love with his wife. If you do not have someone who is in love with you, or if your person isn’t as in love or as affectionate as Chisom, stay away from Chisom! Watching him express love for his wife might make you want to dive into the Pacific Ocean. It was soo beautiful watching them together.
The wedding was on Friday, and I arrived Texas on Thursday afternoon. I won’t bore you with the details of each day, but just know that I spent each night with four boys – two cousins (Aribaba and his brother, Nonso), and two friends. I fondly referred to them as “The boys,” as if I was talking about my children.
75% of “The Boys.” Left to right: Aribaba, Chukwuma, and Nonso. I don’t know where Chisom was.
I still don’t know who owns this baby, but she was so cute, and she had some serious attitude, refusing to let anyone carry her. So when she finally let me, it was a Kodak Samsung Galaxy S III moment.
Walking out the hotel, we were reminiscing on our childhood, and we thought, what better than to do a “motion picture?” Left to right: Chukwuma, Me, Chinwe, Nonso, and Chisom. Still laughing at Chukwuma. He looks like he’s trying to sneak, like he doesn’t want anyone to know he’s there. LOL.
Chisom’s wedding started at 6pm on Friday and ended at 2am on Saturday. By the time I went to bed, it was past 4am, and I was woken up past 8 in the morning because they had to watch soccer. I thought of many things I could have done to the television if I was a witch (like make it spontaneously combust), but with no witchery prowess, I let it all slide.
The DJ was off the hook, don’t remember his name now. I danced like a mad woman – literally. I drank whatever the bartender had sitting up there. And it was good. I don’t know for sure, but I might have been tipsy by the time the event ended. You know how we have bridezillas? Well, Chisom was a groomzilla, and he did not even know it.
I cannot begin to count how many times he yelled at me and even threatened me, not considering my very important positions in this wedding: Special Stylist (in charge of pinning – and repining – the flowers on the Groom and his best man), Assistant Best Man (in charge of running around, carrying candles, distributing programs, etc), Special Gateman of the reception banquet hall (in charge of not letting people come into the reception hall until the event was officially open), and Official Introducer of the Official MC. Very important!
That’s me in my Special Stylist position with Aribaba, the best man. I was trying to pin his flower.
Chisom (groom) and his best man, Aribaba. Can you see their flowers? Clearly, I worked very hard!
Honestly, this was the best wedding I have attended in a long time, and even as I type this, I cannot think of one that rivals this wedding. Asoebi material was not enforced on the guests (you have no idea how anti asoebi I am); the music and ambience was young and fun, like the couple, and the events of the day did not to keep up with tradition. The couple made their own tradition. Most importantly, I was among family and friends, people that knew Vera long before she became Verastic.
Aribaba took this picture of me at the wedding. My make-up was still a little bit intact. I don’t remember taking it, but I like it.
Me and my cousin, Nonso. I have no idea what was going on in this picture. But Nonso says we looked like we were having fun, and that’s all that matters.
Me and Chisom after wedding. Hair was flat. Make-up was gone.
Nneoma (Chisom’s sister), Chinwe (Chisom’s wife), and me (Chisom’s assistant best man). This was before the cookout on Saturday. I had just come out of the shower and put my clothes on when I took this picure. No make-up whatsoever. Not even pancake. Nneoma and Chinwe cheated.
Me at the cookout.
There’s so much more I want to tell you about my stay in Texas, but one post may not contain my gist. I don’t want you to run away, so I’ll stop here – for now. I’ll probably sneak in more gists as the days go.
So how was your weekend? Not this past weekend, the one before?
Yeah, we had a blast. I feel like going back to the wedding, the reunion was great! HML to Jay and Chinwe.
I know!!!! Couldn’t believe it was over already when I woke up on Saturday morning. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, I woke up to boys disturbing me about soccer. But it was a really, really great reunion. Can’t say how vice it was hanging out with everyone again after so long.
*about football
Soccer.
Vera bia biko, shey Chinwe went to Abuloma? she looks familiar but the surname eludes me now o_O…Wow..congrats to her if she’s the one I think she is….e don tey sha…God bless their marriage ooo..
Awaraka, Chinwe Awaraka that’s her name right? If she’s the one, I remember her as a very sweet girl and she definitely deserves a man that adores her!
Oh, yes! Exactly. That is indeed her last name. She is really sweet, like you said. I only got to meet her this once, but I liked her very quickly. Gloss happy for them both. Do you still need me to ask her what school she went to? In fact, lemme tell her that I have discovered someone from her past.
Nne, honestly, I don’t know what school she went to oh. But I’m gonna call her tomorrow and ask her. Her last name eludes me right now. I think it starts with an A or E. Err, I will get back to this tomorrow. I’m gonna ask her, I promise.
I love your natural look 🙂
Thank you, Zaynab 🙂
lol at the Samsung Galaxy moment! Didn’t realise you were this short or are the boys too tall? Looks like you guys had fun and i love your necklace more photos please! PS: i hope all those your official duties at this wedding have been included in your resume oh
Bia, respect yourself oh! I am not short. There is no height I cannot attain without shoes. Lol. In these pictures, I just didn’t wanna show my real height cause it would have intimidated people *cough* I wanted to put up more pictures but they take forever to resize and upload. Ugh. Igwe got me the necklace and keeps making me wear it every time.
You look fabulous in your traditional outfit! Very nice.
Thank you, Onakachi 😀
I know I should be looking at ur face but something keeps distracting me…Vera where were u when Dbanj was looking for models for his mr endowed video?I like the pix where u just had ur shower so tey I might just make it my screen saver but not without ur consent anyways.Nneoma is damn pretty (is she taken?:) Vera no dull me o),Chioma is damn gorgeoius (chisom has a great sense of beauty) and as for you Vera all I can say is I’ll just calve u out of the 3 and make you into a poster and look up to u for a good day. *sigh* …Concerned People’s League can’t take this no more,it’s high time they delivered the form already,just send us (sorry I mean them) Igwe’s Itinerary so we(they) know when to come.LOL
Oh, Mr. Who, what shall I do with you? You’re very naughty. Lol. I don’t know where I was oh when D’banj was looking for endowed women. Maybe I did not think I was endowed then. Yes, I agree, Chioma is beautiful. Chisom carried his eyes to the market, and unfortunately, Nneoma is very married too. Per making a poster out of me, feel free! No one has ever done so. Lol. This your Concerned People’s League, they’re falling your hand.
You all are looking great!
Awww. Thanks, Myne! 🙂
Isn’t that Foxy P in one of those pics? lol
Yes, it is! He was the MC. I forgot to mention that in the post.
Nonso is sooo cute
Nonso is not married
Lol! Nonso, you’re a trip. But you’re right. Nonso is not married.
Yes, he is. It’s becaus he’s my cousin, we’re fine in our family. Lol.
Lol…*runs away*
Bia, Courage, Oya reveal yourself fast, fast. My Nonso isn’t married, and I am in the market for a wife for him – although he doesn’t know this.
I like Nonso
I like this game you and Nonso are playing here.
what game? I don’t play games.
Sure. One day, one day, I will get you and Courage together, and both of you will tell me what’s really going on.