Seeing Ross
Nineteen months have passed since I got hitched. The excitement of planning and the thrill of a dream wedding coming true were over. Or so I thought.
Last night, after eating at a new-found casual dining which gave us a nightmare on service and trauma on noodles and congee, we saw a person we have not seen for a long time – my wedding make-up stylist Ross Regala. I was more astounded when he called me by my first name. I thought that after so many months, my name would have been pushed into oblivion.
The things he told me warmed my heart. He could not forget my wedding and how he made me look my best for the most important day of my life. A reporter from one of the broadcasting corporations, he said, hired him as her make-up stylist for her wedding after trying out some of the famous make-up artists. Ross went on that the said reporter liked my gown so much that she had it patterned for hers. We were wondering how she saw my gown when Ross gave me his business card...
Last night, after eating at a new-found casual dining which gave us a nightmare on service and trauma on noodles and congee, we saw a person we have not seen for a long time – my wedding make-up stylist Ross Regala. I was more astounded when he called me by my first name. I thought that after so many months, my name would have been pushed into oblivion.
The things he told me warmed my heart. He could not forget my wedding and how he made me look my best for the most important day of my life. A reporter from one of the broadcasting corporations, he said, hired him as her make-up stylist for her wedding after trying out some of the famous make-up artists. Ross went on that the said reporter liked my gown so much that she had it patterned for hers. We were wondering how she saw my gown when Ross gave me his business card...
posted by Dyes at Saturday, September 24, 2005
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