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happy wedding Daisy & Alvin

Last May, me & all my friends attended our best friend wedding party at Bali.
We flew to Bali on May 11 (the party is on May 15). We're having so much fun there..
Lots of experience, laughs, even there are tears & cat fight involved too. This is the first time we traveled together, and really tested our friendship.

with the bride before the big night :)

best ribs in town!

memorable night at Rosso Vivo

my fave underwater photo

wif the girls at the beach


ku de ta!


never ever forget that night!

bubba gump!

The wedding party is huge! Located in one of the most beautiful chapel in Bali, at Conrad Hotel. I love the idea how they made cocktail party before the party started and the foods were great! I'm sick of Chinese food that mainly present at the regular wedding party here. They served the finest Bali food with free flow both red & white wines.
Ferdy Hasan became the Master of Ceremony & Dian HP designated to be the Master of Entertainment (I don't know what they called LOL). She was breathtakingly GREAT & then again, the music are different. They played Latino, even French songs, instead of the regular Mraz's Lucky & Buble's Everything :)

First dance was one of the unforgettable moment.While the bride danced with her father, the groom danced with her mother. I don't remember how it went, suddenly we're all upstage & dance together through the jazzy & waltz songs. Classy.

beautiful girls..

the gorgeous bride :)




And the craziness began..... After the ceremony, we moved to the ballroom to attend the after party. We didn't think it'd be such a HUUUGEE party! They turned the old boring ballroom into this fancy nightclub. You right... The DJ was came all the way from Blowfish Jakarta and the drinks? We had our private bartenders whom serve us till dawn.











Happy wedding Daisy & Alvin.
Congratulations & happy ever after!!
xoxo

the photo taken from their pre-wed photoshoot, by axioo.

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