Staycation & Chambers Bar and Grill at Hilton KL

Sneaking in a food post which is way past due.

This is about our date at Chambers Bar and Grill at Hilton KL.

In December 2015, we decided to book a room for a night at Hilton KL for our staycation. I had accumulated some points in my HHonors card due to my extended stay at Hilton whilst in Netherlands, and thought it would be great to use up some points. After an bitter, eventful check in (room not ready even at 4 pm(!), and Daniel crying at the reception), we finally got an upgrade to our deluxe room. I also made a booking earlier on to dine at its infamous Chambers Bar and Grill.

2.5 months old baby Daniel didn't want his pre-requested babycot. Only wants fluffy pillows and white sheets.

Though not as famous and therefore (probably) less expensive than Prime at Le Meridien right next door, we decided to go for the steakhouse at Hilton because I wanted to use my HHonors for further discount. Smart consumerism ok.

The steak did make a statement. 300 g Porterhouse T-bone steak from NZ sounded small, but when the waiter brought it in, I was like"WAHH ZAHH, huge gilerrr!!" I had it medium-well because my erythrocytes-phobic hubby will not have a share of my gigantic steak if he sees blood. See see, when I cut open the steak, still quite pink inside. Opps. He and I know it's silly to eat premium steak above the medium-rare temperature, but oh well.

We knew one beef steak was enough, so hubby ordered fish: black cod steak. Our mains came with fragrant baked garlic and that garlic did make a lot of difference. Who knew baked garlic goes well with both been and fish steaks!

FYI, the mains does not come with sides, so we ordered sides. I had the grilled asparagus while hubby ordered the usual suspects - simple grilled vegetables - turned out to be surprisingly yummy. I also ordered the sauce to come with the mains - trio of mustards. Well, not all mustard suited well with my tastes nor goes well with steak, although technically mustard would be 'smartest' sauce to choose from the various sauces. In a very Malaysian way, I secretly wished I had Kimball chili sauce with my steak. :-P Honorable mention are the array Himalayan salts provided at each table, but did wonder in which part of my dish would I sprinkle salts on, as the steak was perfect enough.

Try eating steak with a sticky baby on one hand and a knife on the other

Pefectly grilled cod for hubs. Melts

Back to the T-bone steak: it was absolutely yummy.  Maybe I was hungry, but I managed to gobble the steak up within an hour and hubby just had a bite or two of my steak (because he sees pink). Had a bite of his black cod and it was so juicy. I thought a steak house serves perfect T-bones, but didn't know they could make a fish meat melt in my mouth. Wah,...I secretly wished I had that fish instead (of beef) when I had that bite.

Mind you, I am never a foodie, so you know that I have limited vocabulary when describing good food. What I can write is that service was brisk, the ambiance was great albeit rather dark but romantic (and definitely not Instagram-friendly), food and sides were made skillfully, and I didn't feel a pinch when I foot the bill (=worth the money). The staff also found us a table where I can dock my gigantic stroller. With such classy service and restaurant, you wouldn't think eating here would be a challenge, but with a baby in one hand and a knife in another, the dining experience was still amazing.

My son would not have remembered that day at 2.5 months old. I shall bring him back here but only when I see my son is old enough to tell me he would share a medium-rare steak with his mummy (and not papa).

Babymoon in The Netherlands

My office is somewhere here

I got a job-attachment for 1.5 months to Leiden, South Holland. I am delighted that my work as a research chemist does not confine me to the laboratory (which I initially feared) but also beyond the four chemical-laden walls. I am now doing computer simulations and modeling of chemical structures, so basically there's a lot of software/programming work to learn for a dead-wood-in-computing like myself. Oh well, gotta survive in this industry by learning new knowledge every time.

Hi from Amsterdam!

De Valk  windmill in Leiden

One mustn't miss the Leiden market on Weds and Sats.

Al fresco is what everyone here does. It's summer! 

One thing I felt blessed is that this job attachment-cum-training coincides with the 2nd trimester of my pregnancy. If you didn't know, this trimester is the most comfortable for a pregnant woman to travel because of decreasing morning sickness and stabilization of the womb inherently associated with this trimester. And another blessing: the appetite has escalated these few weeks!

Mum and I in the apartment

Leiden is located approximately 35 km south of Amsterdam. It's a large university town (like Serdang), and here lies the oldest university in The Netherlands, of course: Leiden University. Leiden is also the birthplace of Rembrandt van Rijn, the world's most famous painter. Personally, his painting makes more sense than Van Gogh's (but that's just me). Leiden town is basically sustained by its locals and university students alike. It's so much cleaner and fresher than hectic Amsterdam, and it's just a 15-min bus ride to the beautiful tulip gardens of Keukenhof. Leiden is peaceful; it's not that small nor large that you can't enjoy the entire town by foot, having very considerate drivers and cyclists and has some established Asian restaurants here for my baby just in case he craves for some gu lou yok rice (well, that did happened ok. See pic below).

This is gu lou yok rice my little baby craved. Ordered for 1 pax, but came a portion for three (no wonder Dutch people are tallest in the world).

My baby is good boy, I guess. Although the nausea is still here some times, my baby allows me to walk between 2-10 km around Leiden town and its vicinity. He does not complain because somehow baby knows that mummy here was a marathon runner and wouldn't let him complain anyway, because I want to walk as exercise. A walk from the my accommodation to my workplace within the university is approximately 2.1 km (one way), and if I feel tired after work or when the temperature drops to below 10C, I will take the bus. But of course, I would prefer to walk back to my accommodation to clock in another 2.1 km, but somehow the weather is still erratic. I am not impressed that summer temperatures can range from 7-23 degC. It’s sunny in the afternoon, and bamm, you get rain (the drizzle type) in the night. Some rain has got me into shivers and some had me run for shelter.

Chow mien, and tasted authentic.



Parents are here but only for 3 weeks. They make full use of the apartment by cooking chinese dishes for me. Yes, WARM dishes is what I deserve: ABC soup, bakkutteh, ginger chicken with rice, stir-fried (not broiled) broccoli with garlic, etc. The Dutch eats bread and sandwiches every single day - breakfast, dinner, lunch, and I wasn't complaining in the first week as I love bread and dairy products such as Dutch gouda cheeses and milk, but I think I have had it too much. Sandwiches here are frequently served with cold-cut meats; it looked and tasted raw. Doubt there's any bad bacteria in there but I think better avoid for pregnancy-sake.

Went to Amsterdam but was not impressed with the crowd. Amsterdam was very crowded on that particular holiday weekend, but more so, the people, cyclist here are less considerate and looked angry. Think KL vs. Ipoh drivers :-) In spite of that, Amsterdam is still worth a visit and has pretty with nice churches, architecture, and great museums. Made some milestone here: Walked 20 km(!) in total around Amsterdam, managed the famous Dutch pancake pannenkoek, went to eat at an Argentinian steakhouse, raked in some (free) cheeses, picnic by the park, and was part of the 500m queue to museums, not!

Dutch pancake with strawberries and syrup in Amsterdam - pannenkoek

Rijksmuseum featuring most of Rembrandt's work.

500 m queue to Rijksmuseum. Also same length at Van Gogh Museum

Park in front of the Rijksmuseum having a picnic of a time!

Bitterballen is a Dutch snack

Steak and pasta, for a change

I was also in The Hague, which is this the administration capital of The Netherlands. Just 15 min by train from Leiden, it offers much better supermarkets and shopping escapades. Of course, it is a very very much larger city compared to Leiden - with an established China Town there. There's an asian supermarket there but was ultimately disappointed there wasn't bak kut teh mix sold. I am happy I made a quick trip to The Hague as initially I was just thinking of lazying in the hotel, reading some journal articles. Milestones in The Hague: Maruitshuis Museum containing Rembrandt's self portrait and Vermeer's Girl in a Pearl Earrings, Parliament house (Binnenhof), ChinaTown, Grote Market, Chinese restaurant (Fat Kee) and Primark to buy some quality baby clothing.

The Maritshuis

Like Mona Lisa, everyone wants to see her. But I am not quite sure why.

Got near to the very famous Vermeer's Girl in a Pearl Earring. 

Rembrandt's last self-potrait before he died the same year he painted this.

Dutch Parliamentary area

Babymoon, it is.
I will be alone once again when they return to Malaysia very soon. But I am not quite lonely because for 2 weeks already, I started feeling my boy kicking. At one point, he kicked me so damn hard to request for me to rest from the over-walking around The Hague. I am so enjoying the freshest of air and good quality of life here, but this is not home. Where's the teh tarik and nasi lemak in the morning? Where's my bakkutteh and Sentul hokkien noodles? My heart is still back home, and my heart is now where my hubby is who could be lying there reading his economic book, or maybe ironing his own clothes, or giggling at some funny Cantonese movie. Miss you much, hubby!

Here are some photos of me and my parents Keukenhof, four days before it closes for the rest of the year.

The tulips has bloomed, indicating end of the season.

Can you believe the various colours of lilies here. I thought they only come in white and pink.

May The 4th Be With You!

As I am writing to you now, both my quads and calf are screaming in pain, I can't walk down any staircase and there's this never-ending hunger pang (like even now). Nothing unusual as I get this 'finisher' syndrome every time I completed a full marathons. This is my 5th Full Marathon, but first for year 2014 in the vibrant city of Kota Kinabalu.  I am back to office today, and tried (act!) to walk straight because I didn't like to invite comments from my boss/colleagues on my ducky-walk or comments such as "See, what good would it make to run a full marathon, walking like you've got pain in the ass??" 

Seaview from atop Suria Mall

Tell you this: you lose like tonnes of fluids and salts from your system during the race, but replenishing them with a single banana and a couple of power gels during the race doesn't do any good, especially in Kota Kinabalu, on a May weather. Just as you thought you start your race damn early at 3.00AM, dawn breaks as early as 5.30AM (hello, forgotten we are in East Malaysia heh). At that time, I have already completed my first 22 km. And by 6.00AM the sun is already high in the east and begin doing what it does best - scorch your skin into crispiness. Any sign of sea breeze (which you kinda expect in KK) seems non-existent.

When I reached the 30 km mark, the sun has soared high and I stopped to pile my sun-block on my shoulders. Hey, it took 6 months for my tan-lines to fade for my wedding and I can't afford for them to return. 31 km was when the I felt my skin and flesh burn like a well-done beef. What's worst is that this full marathon route has no 'hiding' spots. "Hiding" spots, in my own running dictionary, is when there are shadows from huge trees or scrubs or lanes that are blocked from direct sun shine. At least you get these shadowy refuges at Standard Chartered KL or PJ Half-Marathon routes, but these hiding spots are simply non-existence in KK from KM31-KM42. That's 10 km under the direct sun.

My pace was faster than my last FM in KL, I know, because I just know! (I've been running long-distance since 2009, so kinda know your pace). But the last 5 km was super messed up cause I started screaming curses at the scorching sun and my face has this layer of salt that builds up tragically on my eyes/nose. Any cardiologist would thank the Lord for lost of salts and fats from the systems, but I almost faint of dehydration.  But when I drank so much water, it was pointless too because I felt like pee-ing. Like SUPER-Pee. Like that Donnie Yen character in Ice Man. Every part of me screamed contradictions.

It was 40km and my watch hit 4hrs 55min. 2KM more....wei....but damn, I took 20 freaking minutes for that last 2 KM!!! SHIT. I cursed myself into the finish line, but smiled when I saw my hubby congratulated me at the finish line. Plus, I cursed because unconsiderate pasar-malam strollers were blocking my finished line. "SHIT, Why why do you have to block the finish line!!!" And I was also not smiling when I saw some cheerleaders holding placards written: "SMILE if you are wearing underwear". Oh well, take a guess. *the benefit of compression running pants is to run light*.

It was still a personal best for me as I finished an over-distanced full marathon at 5 HRS 20 MINS. I wasn't happy because I returned with tan-lines as a souvenir and I was so hungry, and I also needed a bath, and I also need a nap, and I also need to go to the airport, but I also have a blister on my toe. ALL AT THE SAME TIME.

Carbo-loading at Little Italy - Salmon Bruschetta 

Teh Tarik ice & Teh ais masala - which means lots of foam even on cold drinks.

We just follow the crowd. Many people = good food.

Okay, the next full marathon is in October. Let's see how much time I will improve there. I will need more training but I don't know why I blurted to my hubby, in a horrible mood I guess, that I will give running a rest. More Karaoke and music sessions for the soul. Did I mention shopping?

4th of May be with you (in Malaysia style).

The REAL wedding story.

http://www.mywedding.com/chongyitivy/index.html

I have heard of little girls dreaming of their BIG DAY. I wonder why I never had such dreams. Mum say I have male testosterone overwhelming in my system since I was a kid. I hated Barbie. And her partner Ken. All I dreamt of when I was a little girl was how to beat up my elder brother who was a bully at home, and win a gold medal in swimming, and be a doctor.

As my wedding drew near, I still did not keep my nails long; I broke the longest nail on my middle finger all because it broke while I opened up stubborn little lids of tin-boxes a.k.a. favours (but still, 500 boxes!)  to put in chocolate Kisses and hearts. Never thought wedding favours was ever in my favour, but it just happen. I saw it online, and I immediately wanted this door gift for my guests.

Chocolates into wedding favours. Stupid lid. Too tight.

My manicurist complaints that my nails were too short to be a bride, therefore solid colours are a no-no. 

I don't exactly know why girls would enjoy preparing for their wedding, because I totally hated it. At first. I screamed murder when I had to buy and bring back 2000 pieces of chocolates from Langkawi. And thanks to bloody-kiss-my-ass AirAsia, I had to pay RM75 for the extra check-in chocolates due its policy. But I must say, I love the Bachelorette hang-out at Langkawi's Rebak Island resort with my besties - Kim, Pink, Raine, Cal. Like, A LOT.

Groupfie: My besties and I at Langkawi. More post on Langkawi, next!

Then, I realised that I put on around 1 kg three weeks before my wedding. I blame it on Beijing's sub-temperatures that made me eat tonnes of food. Also the lack of any forms of exercise over the whole month. And the Chinese New Year cookies. Oh well, it's just a wedding, whatever works. I tried on my wedding gown and was like - hmmppphhh....not working: the lace sleeved gown I did really, really like was bulking my up shoulders and my breast looked too awesome to be me, while my Qipao was suddenly tight at the ass. Damn.

Was my number.1 dress. Did love it a lot: laces and bare-back. But at the end of the day, it wasn't fiting on my shoulders. Blah.

Then I realised I should just wear a Princess-cut ball gown to conceal my tummy fats and increased weight at my thigh area. Puffy stuff, but works for all body shapes. Thank God for Taobao.com, I carefully purchase a stunning wedding ball-gown online for a-price-you-cannot-believe-it-is-so-damn-cheap in Beijing with the help of my Chinese colleagues.

I like it super simple. This is a princess-cut ball gown.

And then came the games for the jip-san-leong. Can't make the games too easy, can't be too difficult also. So how? My besties helped me up. Thank God for Levene and sis and at the end of the day, plus every single chi-mui and chi-kor that volunteered, the games plans was finally laid out.

The Pledge

Then, I realised I have no small notes to give angpow. All RM50. Luckilly brother works in the bank.

Then, I realised I no make up artist for my actual morning as I do not want to rush to the bridal shop and back home again on my wedding morning. Okay, grab Fong's cousin, Jane. She's good!

Almost forgotten to re-dye my hair. No more burgundy red, but this time it went wayyyyy too blonde. Chi-muis complaint, so I had to had a temporary dark brown spray across my hair done by Jane on the morning itself.

Then, I realised, guest list still not jive yet. Not synchro at all. Some not yet RSVP. Headache giler wei. 500 guests in total. And 70% of the guests I have no idea who they are. The hardest part of the wedding planning is THIS.

Then I realised my cousins need to sing. Because I want them to. What if the DVD player doesn't play out the songs?

What if no one turns up for the Sek Chao Fun, when I ordered a lot? What if my outstation guests couldn't find my new house?

Amazing buffet food and decor by Best Cathering, Ipoh

All the way from Iran for my sek-chao-fun. 

Chi mui and Chi kor were briefed on the games for next day by Maid-of Honour - Levene

My long, long friend - Mike who takes great pictures. Okay, I miss my long hair now.

SO, WHO SAYS WEDDING IS ENJOYABLE!?!!?!

The planning isn't, but the actual wedding day was pretty enjoyable. My actual day photographers, Jeremy and Cronus made it work. They made me feel calm as they give good directions throughout the day. My make up artist made me into perfection. My mum panicked, but she managed it at the end of the morning. All chi muis were all helpful. My lead chi mui, Levene is the BEST!!!! I give her all the credit for the WHOLE DAY!

Undeniably, both my sis-in-laws are amazing - Vivien and Meagan. They have gone through wedding process, therefore experiences play a huge role here. Helpful is an understatement. Vivien conducted the whole wedding dinner, while Meagan played a huge role during in the morning to pack my stuffs to my 'new' home and during dinner, handled the guests and seatings.

I was tired due to the many gold chains and bangles and rings all over my body. Not that I am complaining, but I was really tired as I didn't sleep the night before. I was more worried of whether I could last through my wedding dinner. I fear I might turn into a Bridezilla at night.

I just sit through the night, thinking...hhmmmphhh....how can I go table by table to toast? A total of 50. I also knew that I need to at least have one sip of that 'Buddha Jump Over The Wall' (second dish). It was hearty and delicious! I also had a bite of the roast suckling pig and it was awesome. I knew this was the restaurant if you wanted good food. However and sadly, I didn't get to try any other dishes that was served out. Time is luxury.

Buddha Jump Over the Wall

Loh Mai fun

Mix vege

Big prawn head

Suckling pig and chicken

Oh well, weddings are a pain if you look at it like how I looked at it in the beginning. But the joy came naturally when you see yourself like a princess and never before looking so stunning. My estrogen hormones took over and I began to enjoy the process of a wedding. My wedding. Tiredness is secondary when you see your relatives, friends and family having fun during your wedding. Effects and make-up does make a lot of difference, and is a necessity; look for a good and professional photographer and/or make up artist to help you out throughout the day.

If you are still not married, you will scream at me when I say this: "Planning a wedding is a pain. Thank God for this once-in-a-lifetime event". But looking back, I wouldn't do anything different for my wedding. Oh well, maybe lose a bit of weight.

*we women are never satisfied*

Special thanks to:
1. Levene Wong (million hugs and kisses to my Maid-of-Honour!)
2. Tan Vee Vien (million kisses and amazing voice)
3. Tan Vee Nie a.k.a. Katniss Everdeen
4. Janice & Siow Nee (really help out throughout the day without complain)
5. Kimberley
6. Sua Jo Nie
7. Lorraine
8. Callie
9. Fipink (Thank you besties no.5,6,7,8, 9 for the never ending support and love throughout the years)
10. Ow
11. Kenny
12. Beh (Thank you chi-kor no. 10, 11, 12 for the effort and daring to help up)
13. Arshia (Thank you for all the many years of honest opinions, sobs and joy together. You have never fail me)
14. Ardavan (You will be better than your brother soon)
15. Yeng Pooi (my supposed-to-be Maid of Honour. Really really wished things would turned out differently and you could be here. Thank you for background support)
16. Jeremy L. & Cronus, & Jane Fong (macam directors to me that altogether created the stunning, princess me *kowtow*)
17. Uncle George and Wife for his timeliness and his super, super beautiful Bentley
18. Other friends which I wish could name them all here.
19. Both sides of my family and all relatives.



Amen to these great friends, family, relatives who are supportive and really helpful to my mum and dad, that came from near and far. God bless you all.

Btw, we have no honeymoon planned out yet. Suggestions appreciated.


** photos courtesy of friends and family personal shots.

There will only be one shot at this.

Unlike those times (yes, your mum and dad's time) where wedding consisted only of a:

1. Wedding reception/day/dinner/luncheon in a restaurant/community hall.

2. Studio photo which photographs you and your spouse, and it only consist of 2 frames:

    i) First frame: Bride and Groom standing hand in hand with each other.

    ii) Second frame: Bride sits on a chair and Groom standing next to her.

3. All with camera film rolls. Photoshop does not exist yet.

....while in this decade, a wedding gets much more complicated.

Reception

This part cannot avoid if you are Chinese. But hey, exceptions exists whereby I've got this colleague who has not conducted her wedding reception since 5 years back. She's legally married, but no reception. Well, not a problem actually. It was for the reason of cost and hassle. Wedding receptions ain't cheap anymore. If ambient is your choice i.e. hotel, then there might be a trade-off in terms of food quality and taste, and vice versa. No doubt some places have the best of both worlds.

Customs like tea ceremony for the Chinese is unavoidable. I've not seen a Chinese wedding that has not had their tea ceremony done. But many Chinese (many Gen X and Y who has had their knowledge of Chinese customs diluted) do not perform the traditional guo dai lei (betrothal gifts) anymore. Also many Chinese has followed the western tradition completely - which is completely fine - though I find the traditional Chinese customs still relevant, symbolical, and personally - a must. Nothing to do with religion, mind you. It's all customs that I believe should be kept through the generations and not get adulterated by other wedding styles.

Helloooo, we even sought Mak Seng Loong for their timing and date selections. Again, nothing religious.

Don't ask me the content. All in chinese wei.

The great outdoors

The biggest trend setter in the current wedding scene. To say this trend is 'current' is not entirely correct either. Indoor studio photoshoot has always been a normal thing to do. But the biggest wedding trend is to bring your outdoor photoshoot to some scenic or lomo places, and trendier still - a foreign land where glaciers, trees, seas and sand are considered exquisite and exotic. Many couples has gone the distance to personalized their pre-wedding shoot in some alien country or location, somehow to distinguish themselves from the rest of the pack. NZ, Melbourne, Bali, Taiwan, Korea, Italy, etc. are no longer a dream-come-true but rather an affordable and practical feat for many couples.

I've got my pre-wedding shoot in a distant place (disctant from KL lah) but not a foreign land.We chose this place as to capture pre-wedding photo with my husband because this was where we had our first out-of-KL&Ipoh holiday trip and how we together hike up the hills and took paths that no normal person would do. Regular people will just drive up there, but because we both ain't 'regular people', we walked up miles to get to that scenic site. Albeit the local venue, it was one of my most memorable trip ever. It was our connection to that location. The cooling weather was also one reason I select this location. When you've got cool weather, the whole tedious photoshoot process becomes bearable and pleasurable. My elaborated dress has got no sweat! We brought our own props to personalize our outdoor shoot. On that day, rain clouds are missing (yay!), the sun gave just the right amount of light (to the photographer's delight), the crowd and traffic was forgiving (it was non-peak period, puasa month), and the sunset was amazing!

Baby boomers just like my parents never had such chance to go to a outdoor photoshooting found such trends intimidating and a waste of money. Oh well, how could they understand when their marriage consisted only of 2 studio photos - one with their bodies in it and another with my late grandparents and their....err...tai-kam-che in it. wtf!

Copy-paste, Alt-delete

One of the greatest invention ever(?) is the digital camera. So I thought. Then, came Instagram with various lomo filters. Those already brought great differences between the baby-boomers compared to the present Gen X and Y. We now have many options in photography:

Those times, camera film rolls are expensive and processing them into prints requires at least a week (dark blue room, remember?). Photographers at those times take every shot extremely cautiously so that they don't waste frames. One chance only. Nowadays, photographers go frenzy with the snapping. If don't like...just delete. Actually, if don't like....can Photoshop. 

So these Bridal Shop offers you packages that has >100 shots, indoor and outdoor. Plus giving you the option to choose your photos to photoshop before printing them out in albums. They photoshopped out my mole. wth. That's like....travesty ok! I knew my albums would be nicely wrapped and collect dust until one day my grandchildren finds them under the bed or on top of the cupboard and decided to sell them off at a junkyard sale, therefore I didn't splurge on our pre-wedding shoot although we've gotten ourselves a great bargain from this bridal shop in Ipoh. 

Any bridal package comes with makeup and hairdo, of course. Make up for the photoshoot was purportedly done unnatural (read: OTT) because in prewedding shoots, the background elements and picturesque scenery may drown your looks. Imagine a leafy tea bush looking nicer than my beautiful face? I can't. So my make up artist (FYI, she's patient and amazing!) put on tonnes of foundation and concealer and spent 3 hours/day mainly on my eyes alone - carving out my brows, bringing out my lashes, and reinforced my double eye-lids. Total: 3 hours X 2 days of photoshoot = 6 hours. I had this huge big eyes that even my mum can't recognize me. Plus, you can Photoshop everything, so...imagine the outcome?!

Argh, a blurry handphone pic of me. Love this hairdo

One of the 7 dresses. SEVEN!

Getting ready for family shoot

We've gotten ourselves an award-winning photographer for my actual wedding day and night (Read: mahal giler). My justification: I tone down on my pre-wedding, but I splurge on my actual day wedding photographer.

Now, if my parents are reading this, they are sure to mutilate me. 

One chance to do this in this lifetime. Tell you honestly, I didn't think earlier I would have enjoyed planning my wedding this much . It' ain't going to be a royal, dreamy or a fantasy wedding like Kim Kardashian's. In fact, I don't have a dream wedding in mind since young. But it's good enough for me. Personalized.