Dazza Pictures

Phyllis is an old school mate of mine from our days in the NCC during secondary school. We hung out in the same circle of friends who jammed under void decks, smoked cigarettes in playgrounds and bought cans of beer to head down to East Coast Park. Somewhere along the way, the circle disbanded and we all lost touch after our days in Poly. Which was when Phyllis joined Singapore Airlines and met her man Kenneth.

As the stars would align it all, that circle of friends started getting together again for long chats over beer, pizza and whiskey at Timbre and St James. And at one of our night outs that Phyllis asks if I would photograph her wedding. The rest as they say is history.

Everyone wants to take a peek at the bride.

While some are a little more shy than others.

The reason why a Bridesmaid is called a Bridesmaid – to serve the bride.

Always on top of things, Phyllis gives a final briefing to all.

‘I take picture’.

‘See?’

Kenneth was instructed to kiss the bride’s ass. That doesn’t look like it.

Proof that Phyllis is a highly animated person.

Old school mates rockin’ out.

Many thanks goes out to Jeremy of Redco Photography and X for rocking out with the instant photobooth that evening. You guys rock.