Just wanted to share my wedding experience with you all.
Like everybride I wanted my wedding to be exactly perfect, but like most brides come to learn, things are never “perfect”. I can’t say anything went horrendously wrong for me, alhamdulillah. Though saying that three days before my mehndi a mosquito bit me on my eye and made it swell shut! thankfully, by some miracle it totally disappeared by the morning of the mehndi. On top of that I had been projectile vomiting days before the mehndi, but I wasnt run down or feeling out of it. In fact, my mum was more worried that me. I’d vomit, then laugh and say “MUM DONT WORRY I’M FINE!!”
My photographer was great, my videographer was great, my venue was a bit meh, but my wedding was organised in a week, so that’s understandable. (I’d had my nikaah 2 and a half years prior to this btw so I knew my husband pretty well and after having argued after 10 months I realised I loved him, so yeah… I didnt just get sprung intoa wedding in a week ha) My wedding day stage, everyone loved, so I guess it was nice ha. And my mehndi stage me and my mum made, a back to basics moroccan, floor cushion, white and pink backdrop setup and I loved it.
My wedding dress my inlaws had custom made for me from Mohsin and Sons on Murree Road. When I first saw it, I was okay with it, not overly happy, but when I look at it now, I ADORE it. ADORE. My makeup was better than I thought I’d get in pakistan (Jugnu Wasim). Overall, I was satisfied with my wedding. I was miserable on my valima only because it was too damn hot and we were in a marquee (hated teh makeup, was a local MUA but I was too tired to care, i got no sleep the night before; and noooo i know what youre thinking, cos my mua was definitely thinking it when I said I got no sleep, but that’s not the ONLY reason why 
I was actually still really sick, filthy cough, bunged up nose) when I got in from the marquee I decided to stamp up the stairs like a brat, because I was so hot and tired and fell up the stairs! and my sister in laws busband witnessed that which was a nice first impression. ha.
But really what I wanted to say was that my whole wedding experience seems so damn insignificant now. Its nice to have nice photos, but that’s it. You know why? because alhamdulillah I am so happy with my husband. I never thought id be happy in marraige, i always thought I would just make do. But Allah (SWT) has been very good to me. My inlaws are amazing. Everyone prays namaaz 5 times a day and consequently, now so do I. Because of my husbands influence, now, even 7000km away, I pray my five namaaz, and I read quran everyday. Because of me, he spends less time with his friends now (his friends who are amazing btw, very very nice lads, who love him possibly close to how much I love him!) opting to go straight home from work.
Dont get me wrong, we fight; the first time he took me shopping as his “fully fledged” wife he was such an impatient sod that I got angry and told him to take me home, a mistake he made the second time he took me too! haha. But fights and arguments are a part of marraige.
The one advice that I will give to upcoming brides is: enjoy yourself. Things go wrong, but in the long haul, it inshallah wont matter, because a wedding is for a day (or four) and a day of slight ****tyness, compares not, to a month… year… or years of happiness.