My vendors listing - reception

Finally...I've got to update my wedding story. MasyaAllah dah setahun dah! My baby pun dah umur 4 bulan! How time flies kan?

So that night on 28 December, after our Berinai night, we spent ehem our first night ehem at Concorde Hotel Shah Alam. Meowwww. We still have our big event tomorrow, the reception! It's the finale of my wedding saga...saga lah sangat! It's the final event and the biggest one of all three. Both solemnisation and Malam Berinai were for families and close friends only. We held our reception at Dewan Ndah Mahligai or also known as Medan Ikan Bakar, Shah Alam. 

1) Make Up Artist (MUA)

That morning, my make up artist, Shasha came to our room and started her magic touch on my face as early as 9am! She has to start early because I also requested her to style up my hair. I would say Shasha is very very talented MUA. She is very sharp and precise. Shasha the MUA is actually part of the packages offered from my wedding packages from Ndah Catering. She is attached to Satri's Anggun boutique where I rent out my reception dress. She's very discipline and commited to her work, even when we me on our first appointment she took a photo of my face to study the suitable make up with my look. I love how my face turn out to be. Only I had a slight dissappointment on my hair. I wanted a small cute bun with scattered pearl like the one Kate Middleton styled. However, what I got was a big bun with big pearls!! But, people still compliment them anyway. Being a simple person, I thought that the bun was too much for me. 

Expectation:

                  

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My MUA in action: 

                                   

       

  

2) Photographer/Videographer

As for photographer/videographer, I think we were a bit too much because we hired 3 different names. They are Cipta Kenangan, Ministry of Moment and Project 2 Pi. Cipta Kenangan is actually an assigned photo/videographer under the package. I like the idea of many photographers anyway because they can capture moments which the first or second photographer might missed out. And that's explain why we have about thousands of wedding pictures. Honestly, I haven't done checking them all out. Even to choose them for the album, I let the photographer to decide. Pening oil! But of course, the result are marvellous! I love every bit of them. 

                              

                              

   

3) Live Update

For this event also I hired a live update. Well, siapa tak kenal Project2Pi? They are the pioneer and trend setter for the event live update. I bet you guys might think I paid such enormous amount to hire them right? You guys are wrong!!! Can you believe me that I hired them for only RM111???!!! Yes...freaking RM111!!!!! Even until today I still can't believe how lucky I am to have won a contest and to pay for their service for such an amount. That's everybody, what I call a rezeki indeed. I love their workmanship, their photos are beautiful. They are also the best people to be with, so funny and committed to their work despite the petty amount I paid. No wonder they are so famous among celebrities and socialite. It was great to have a live update so those who couldn't attend your wedding can have a view of what's going on. Cewahhhhh...bajet artis sangat tau! If you're happen to have Instagram, you can view my wedding photos under #hafizaimi. Again...bajet artis sangat tau! Hahaha. 

                                  

4) Dress

I didn't tailor for my dress this time. If I have money, I would! Knowing I am very slim and finding the best dress to really fit me is a difficult task. We settled for a dress from Satri's Anggun as it was included in the wedding package. Too bad the choices were quite limited. I mean they are not really suit my taste. Most of the dresses are quite old fashioned and too heavy with beadings, lace and stuff. My dress also is heavy with beads and all. That is why I refused to wear any heavy jewelleries or veil. Itu  pun my MUA insist that I wear necklace although the beading on my chest are already heavy. Yes, the dress is quite heavy because when I wear it, it looks 'fall' on me. 

                                      

As for the shoes, again, it was last minute decision, since the boutique doesn't have shoes for my size (I'm size 5 for God's sake), I gotta buy my own. So I bought this glittery shoes from Aldo. It's quite pricey (untuk orang sederhana macam I), but it's seriously comfortable! Pengantin kan kena banyak bergerak, and it did help a lot! 

                                     

   

   

5) Venue

Like I mentioned earlier, my reception was held at Ndah Mahligai Restaurant. It's a hall and a restaurant too. The place is pretty but to tell the truth, I'm not going to lie, I pretty much doesn't like to deal with the representative/owner of this place. They're like looking down those normal people like me. Even for discussion, they not really comitted to what we wanted. Macam cincai bancai dan sambil lewa je. I don't actually like my Pelamin on that day, it's far from what I've imagined. Bila discuss, they seem like know it all but they can't really deliver. Honestly speaking, it's not that good to treat customers like that because we are paying. This place owner really sucking up to famous' people asses. To suam2 celebrities to be exact yang dijakunkan. What's really pissed me off was their after sales services. Few days after the event, I texted the owner to thank her for services (I had a very good PR kan?), but instead of thanking me back, she replied 'jangan lupa selesaikan balance bayaran katering'. Wowww..she has the nerves to say that!! Then I replied "eh saya kan dah bagi cheque full payment awal2 hari tu?", lepas tu dia boleh jawab "oh yeke. Terima kasih, jangan lupa promote". Perangai kau macam tu, memang tak lah aku nak promote. Boleh pilih2 bulu pulak dengan customers eh? But I gotta give my hats off to their supervisor and photographer, they're really kind and treat us fairly. Benda dah lepas...biarlah. Here are some of the pictures of the hall: 

         

         

         

         

         

         

          

          

         

    

 

It's a wrap for now or else this post going to be lengthy. Nanti bosan pula nak baca :p I will continue until the next post! Soooo many things to share! 

Confession of a Shopaholic

It's a wide trend nowadays to do online shopping like almost everywhere, anytime that you wanted. Well, I'm one of those active online shoppers. It begun with a simple order of clothes from a blog way back in 2010 and now I have widen my horizon to shop to international websites and dealer too! Whooooa..what a progress ey? Hahaha. 

It has become even easier and more addicted when I have my credit card. Gosh! Dealing with cash transaction there is always a limit and not everything that we wanted can be purchased by cash. Like international websites for instance. They only accept major credit cards and even if you have a Paypal it's even better! Just key in a password and voila the items are yours! How easy peasy lemon squeezy is that? Ok...why am I sounded so encouraging? No no ladies, please control your credit card usage ok?! *more like a note to self sebenarnya*

I have an habit of a typical shopaholic has, which goes by a mantra "buy now, think later". What a very bad motto to live by kan? Haha. I had made purchases from few famous websites like Dorothy Perkins & MNG. Also, since these days there are many personal shoppers especially those on Instagram making shopping are even easier and cheaper. By means of personal shopper is that, these people will search for items you wanted overseas where they can get it cheaper compared to Malaysia.  Or even get for you things that not available here. Most famous products are apparels, handbag, shoes, jewelleries and stuff from the major brand *talking from the experience here*. Well, if you can get a way cheaper like hundreds or even thousands difference, I see there is nothing wrong with that right? Hahaha *evil laugh*

I'm becoming even more active in online shopping when I was pregnant. Oh my God, I just can't resist all the cute baby stuffs people sells in their Instagram. To me, everything is important and must haves for the baby! Most of the items also I bought without letting my husband knows because men just simply don't see how important those stuffs are. Men..pffffft. I also got my Medela breastpump online because it's cheaper by RM700 from those that are sells on Parkson or Mothercare. Gila lah kalau tak beli kan? To make the shopping even more convenient, most of the expensive items are offered payment instalment plan as to reduce the burden to dump big amount of money at one shot.

Only recently my online shopping experience was a bit bitter. When I bought apparels from Dorothy Perkins or MNG, the shipping cost aren't that expensive. Especially when you bought quite pieces, they even give you a free shipping. I bought my baby ring sling from Tula website and they charged me quite a price for the shipping. Still it was reasonable as the carrier is much more expensive. When recently I bought some stuffs from the Amazon US website, it knock me hard. The total of my stuffs were about RM240+ but the shipping cost was more than RM250+! Crazyyyyyy!!!

                                

When I checked back why they charged me such amount, it turns out they used an expensive courier services like UPS and DHL. There goes my money...

                    

                    

   

Anyhow, I have received one of my 3 parcels yesterday. The reason I did my shopping at Amazon because I wanted to find my baby stuffs which some are not available in Malaysia. I also wanted to buy Jessica Alba's products from her Honest company. I have read many good reviews on this products and being me, of course I wanted to try them out! 

                    

    

As in the picture above, I bought Gump & Co. book as well. It's actually a continuation of Forrest Gump the novel. I tried to buy Forrest Gump novel as well but too bad, most of the seller don't ship it to Malaysia..hmpph. So, I bought Honest company powder and a balm. Turn out to be the powder is actually for baby's bum! But I put them on my face anyway. They smell so nice! And the balm is like our baby Vicks for baby's cold but they smell so much lighter. Yes, they are quite pricey. Good things don't come cheap ey?

More and more packages. Whenever I see a delivery guy at my office's door, I'd get a little butterflies in my stomach with excitement! I feel like opening them straight away but of course I can't because my desk is in front of customers. Nanti tak pasal ada orang ambik gambar lepas tu upload kat Facebook fitnah tak buat kerja pulak..lol.

                              

     

I guess I'm such an online shopaholic. It's getting worse by day. Whenever I received parcels like this, i always worried that my husband going to question me although it's my own money :p so ladies, hands up if you're like me!! 

Amanah Mutual Berhad award dinner

Last Friday, I was invited together with some of my office colleagues to attend AMB Million Dolar Club award dinner at The Royale Chulan, Mutiara Damansara. It was my second time attending such award dinner. The first time was in 2013 at The Royale Chulan in KL. This award dinner is to recognise and award performers in a year 2014 who have achieved total sales in Amanah Mutual Berhad with minimum RM1million and above. There are 4 representatives from my centre including me.

It such a prestigious event and Alhamdulillah I've got to be here again. Of course I am not in the category of sales person but as a best supporter. Supporter is those who gives referral to the sales people. The event started at 7pm as written on the invitation card. But macam biasalah, being Malaysians, 7pm means 8pm. Of course it does, we Muslims has to perform our Maghrib prayer first. The traffics to go there was insane! Plus with Kak Sharly's car air-cond break down make it even worse. The sun was blasting and we were bathe in sweat!! Our initial plan was to take a bath at the office and straight going there. But luckily, Kak Sharly's friend, Shiny got a room there and invited us to come over to get ready. Phewwww. It's a luck I would say or else we both will be smelling bad, sweaty and sticky to the event. Allah swt is the greatest planner after all. So, we took a bath at Shiny's room, prayed and get ready in a very comfortable place.

The theme of the event was Masquerade and Golden Galore. I was having quite a tough time deciding what to wear! Oh, tell me which girl doesn't? I don't want to rent a costume because it would be a hassle to collect and return them. Plus, might as well I buy a new dress rather then spending them on rental right? At the end I ended up buying two dresses from online web, Zalora. Well you know, just in case hahaha :P

I would say my investment on new dress was worth it because I was one of the winners for best dress!!!! Hahahaha. I never ever ever thought in my life or any events that I would win such title. Ever. Because I am just..well an ordinary girl, you know. On that night I'm wearing glitter dress from Zalora (which I purchased on Wednesday and received it on Thursday..phew!), head accessories from Lovisa, necklace and bangles from Diva, masquerade mask from Balloon Buzz, Coach mini Madison in bronze and an open toe heels from Charles and Keith. I wanted to wear my Aldo glitter strap covered shoes which I wore during my wedding, but too bad after giving birth my feet is one size bigger and any covered shoes is killing me! 

It was quite an event, they called a name one by one to receive the certificate and also vouchers courtesy of AMB. I had a great time though, catching up with my friend from other centre as well although we didn't talk that much, because we were seated on different table. These are some of the pictures taken.

Food served on that night were Western courses. Their appetiser, soups are ok. I (and I guess almost everyone) is a little bit upset on their main course. It stated there in the menu we have options to choose either roasted chicken or steak. But we weren't ask what our preferences is and all are served steak. I don't actually mind eating steak really but not to some. Some may have allergic, or simply the religion not allowed to consume beef. Unfortunately, the steak is quite hard to chew. They are also too dry to my liking. I had about 2-3 bites and that's it. When we asked to the waiter why can't we order chicken instead, and he said the chicken are only for the VIPs table. Laaaa...what an excuse! Why bother put them on the menu anyway? 😌

Whatever that is, we had a blast!! It was a proud moment to see one after another Maybanker went up on stage to receive the award. Hopefully one day I'm one of those top achievers as well. InsyaAllah. Until the next post, bye!

stolen

Assalammualaikum,

Here I am again, updating pieces of my life. Recently I've experienced my worst nightmare...losing a phone. Yes u heard me. My freaking mobile phone!! Even when I think about it now making mesas and break me deep. Because I had about 3000+ of pictures in there. The phone pretty much summarising my 2 years of life (calculated from the date I bought it).

To make it worse, I had no back up of the pictures...at all. The only source is Instagram but that's only like 5% from the total pictures. I had the pictures before I was married, Hari Raya, family vacation, my wedding photos (which originally taken by phone), my honeymoon, my pregnancy #ootd, events and what sadden me the most is my son's pictures from the day one. I had taken his picture every single day as I was planning to have them printing out and put them in a album..but they are all gone now.

To make the story, it happened in Subang Parade. I was waiting for my husband and did some shopping at MPH and suddenly felt the urge to pee. So, I put aside my stuffs and rush to the toilet. At the same time, I was also texting with my husband. As I went to the toilet, i hadn't put back my phone in my bag and put it on the tissue dispenser instead. Of course I forgot about it and just straight going out after washing my hand. While I was out, I bumped with the toilet cleaner which was checking the toilet cubicles. Then, I continued my shopping and when I was about to text my husband to ask him whereabouts, then only I realized my phone was missing. It was half an hour difference from my toilet visit.

I rushed to the toilet immediately and again I met with the cleaner lady. I was panicked and asked her if she has seen my phone. Well, of course she denied and to piss me off, she had nagging me about not putting my phone into my bag. She then offered her own phone to call my phone. Well, of course it had been switch off. To make it even worse, a week before that, I had removed my password as I thought it would be easier if I have to just swipe on the screen instead of typing out a password. What an idiot. Of course the thief could just unlock it and switch it off.

I was panicked and didn't cross my mind to check on the cleaner lady. When I was calm and think about it, I thought she might be the one who took it (Allah forgive me if she doesn't) because when I was out, she just came in and when I return she was still there! And the fact that she nagging me and scolded me making me more suspicious because only sinned people would talk much or nag to hide/cover their guilt. And she also so 'kindly' offering her phone to call my number. But yet again, I was panicked. I felt my body shaking and only calmed when I met my husband (after calling him using concierge's phone). Oh ya, I did yelled back at the cleaner because she's not only nagging but mocking me to the fact of me bringing two bags but I didn't put my phone in any.

I just feeling a little bit upset to the person who took it because there are plenty of my baby's pictures inside the phone. Don't she/he feel guilty or to show empathy when they saw it? A mother whom keeping track with her baby's growth. Such a heartless person. I would rather let the thief to steal my phone but please please return back the memory card. I would've trade it with money if I could.

To think about this event on the positive side, it's ok to let the past memories go by and i should embrace my new life, new role and creating more new memories. InsyaAllah..

bundle of joy - delivery in PPUM

Assalammualaikum to all,

Alhamdulillah Alhamdulillah Alhamdulillah. All praises to Allah swt. On last December 4, 2014, I have safely delivered my first baby boy, introducing Hanif Aiden Bin Hafizuddin. I am now sharing the same feeling with all mothers, I'm now a MOTHER! What an amazing feeling and the best title of all :)

Oh boy, the experience of delivering can't be described by words. Only those who have gone through know how it feels. But yet again, every mother is different. Alhamdulillah again, both baby and mummy are safe. Not my rezeki this time to deliver normally. Human can only plan, but Allah swt is the greatest planner after all. Let me tell you my delivery experience. Warning, it may cause trauma to new mother..hahaha!

On 3rd December, I was scheduled for my pre-natal check up at PPUM. As usual, I went there sharing the same ride with my mother (because she's working at UM). After we bought our breakfast and as we entered her staffs' restroom, I saw a rat! Oh dear, I was so shocked that I jumped on the sofa despite carrying my big belly. I totally forgot that I was pregnant! On our way to the ante-natal clinic, I felt something wet on my panties and stopped to check it in the toilet. There it was, a blood stain. I hadn't feel anything yet at that time. I think the rat was responsible to trigger my contraction afterwards..

I mentioned about the blood to the nurse and she asked me whether I had the contraction yet and I said no, so she had me waiting for my turns like the rest with my BLOODY panties on. When it's my turn to see the doctor, she checked my opening and said that I was 1 cm open. Being naive and first time, when she told me she wanted to check the opening, I thought she would just take a look 'down there'. Little that I knew, she put her gloves on and insert her hand inside my vagina. Oh man, that was hurt!! Get your hands out!! (Dalam hati aje lah). She gave me an option whether I wanted to stay or go back home and wait until it's the 'time'. Since no one at home, I chose to just stay at the hospital, just in case.

Well, nothing happen that evening, there's contraction but mild. My mother even came to me bring a delicious Lasagna. Until that night, the painful is start kicking in. Oh boy...the contraction is hard and frequent but my opening was still 1 cm. I couldn't sleep that night and cried and cried. The pain is unbearable. Too bad for me, PPUM's policy is not allowing husband to stay in with you either in the ward or delivery room. That's the down side if you choose to deliver at PPUM. After all, everything was ok. However, when I was alone beating the contraction, I felt so helpless, so weak and I prayed hard that my husband, my mother or anyone is here to keep me company, so I can cried and tell them how painful it was. Just anyone. I walked on the corridors few times when I can't take the contractions no more to get any doctors or nurses to check my opening but it at 1cm still. My opening was checked 2 times that night, meaning that there were 2 times a hand poked inside down there. The nurse was even said to me, I think more like consoling me "Sakit ke? Baru sikit ni, tangan aje ni. Nanti kepala baby lagi besar tau". Wait, is that consoling? But I remembered i felt even scared after that.

I was scheduled to deliver my baby that afternoon, but my opening progress was quite slow. It 1cm still and increasing to 2-3cm after the doctor enlarge my vagina opening with their hands. Oh Allah, that was hurt! even imagining them now brings shiver to myself until now. Tak tipu! My mother and my youngest sister visited me that afternoon and I broke into tears in front of them. I am not ashamed at all. My sister helped to massage my back when contractions kicking in and how I wished for her to stay. That afternoon around 2-3pm I think (I have lost track of time), I was brought to delivery room. The contraction hurts even more! The doctor broke my water but my opening progress was still slow despite the strong contraction. I was crying hard and start begging for operation. I didn't take the epidural then and until today I still wonder why they didn't offer me then. I was on gas and I am not gonna lie here, it didn't help at allllllllllll! I was left alone in that room and everytime the contraction came I cried and shout "sakit...uhuuuk uhukkk". A nurse came by in to check on me but of course there was nothing she could do. But I did appreciate them when they consoled me and caressed me saying "Sabar ye dik, istighfar banyak-banyak, sebut nama Allah, bukan senang nak dapat anak". I did not relax however and being a human that I am, I start to blame my husband for making me pregnant LOL.


I remembered there's a lady doctor, I think she's a houseman came in to check on me and at that time I was crying painfully and said to her "sakit sangat ni" and you know what she replied? She said "Tahanlah sikit sakit tu!" She is yelling at me, fucking yelling at me!!! I was so shocked eith her reply I felt like slapping her. Kau pernah rasa sakit beranak ke mangkuk??!

At about 5cm opening, another doctor checked on me, I think she is the MO and called for an emergency ceaserian because my baby's heartbeat was dropping. She even scolded the earlier HO why she did not reporting the heartbeat graph to her thus resulted in delaying the ceaserian process. Payback time, padan muka kau (dalam hati sahajalah). After that, I did remembered signing papers, brought to the operation room, the anesthetic injection..and the relief I felt after I was given the anesthetic. While being pushed to operation theatre, I remembered seeing my husband and mother sitting outside..how I wish my husband to hold my hand at that time.

In the operation room, I was seated on a bed and the poked the anesthetic on my back. Oh my God, what a relief. The contractions gone afterwards and the next thing I knew I was half awake when they did the operation. I don't know how long it took, everything was a blur as I was drugged but I remembered when the doctor told me "We're going to take the baby out, get ready"..and I felt like a pressured to my stomach and suddenly, a nurse showed me my baby and told me "Alhamdulillah..it's a boy". I kissed him and that nurse tried to put my baby on my breast for skin to skin but I was so tired and my baby refused to breastfeed at that time. Ya Allah, it's the most beautiful view I have ever seen in my life, it's the most beautiful moment I have ever experienced. I wish to have shared that moment with my husband though but the hospital didn't allow it. After all, I know that he is anxiously waiting and praying for me outside the operation room. I was so tired then and all I wanted to do is sleeping..

I was then brought to the 'waiting room' and left there with blanket. I was so tired that I slept and only awaken when they pushed me to the ward. I couldn't move due to the anesthetic effect but I remembered my husband and my mother visited me at post-natal ward. I have lost track of time but I'm pretty sure it was night time. My mother even took a picture of me to send to my grandmother..hmmph. Yes, having a ceaserian was so hurt, I couldn't move at all the whole night due to the drug effect. Whenever I moved, it hurts real bad. I stayed at the hospital for another night before discharged. That morning, they sent me my boy and there he was, tiny little man that made me so painful the day before looking so innocent sleeping in his box. I would say he was an easy baby to take care of while we were at the hospital, didn't cry much and only wake up for milk. I fall in love with him even at my first diaper change. The first time I wiped his butt from his black poop. Hahaa. Alhamdulillah, my boy is healthy and my motherhood journey is now begin..

I will continue my early motherhood stories, my confinement in the next posts. InsyaAllah, I will try my best to find time.

This is the picture of me taken by my mother. I am able to smile because I was drugged and didn't feel any pain yet. 

         

                                         

          

   
These two are the only pictures I have while at the hospital. I have taken a lot but my phone is lost, hence the photos.....