By Cokeboy @makindecoker
First off, I hate Dubai weddings. Overtime,I will still feel thusly toward it,in the likely event that it becomes an industry cliché.However I respect the rationale which I personally assume is behind the concept of moving the wedding all the way there.What is this rationale you ask? Well……..witches, yes witches. I mean who wants them at their weddings,and you can’t trust the world these days.Thankfully they were none at this soiree,………..if you think you saw one, no that was just the stunning Toke Makinwa in a red dress.
Regardless of my bitterness at having never been there, the two celebrity weddings I have attended electronically (social networks all the way) have provided visual insight on what the city looks like. Since some of us can only sit back and watch other humans who are not entirely better than us as people,dress ostentatiously in a far away land to witness the union of two prestigious icons, or under the pretext of,since the actual agenda is to rub their luxurious lives in our watching (on instagram and twitter) faces.
Then we have to contend with seeing people who we know from times before they began running with a celeb crowd…like this gentleman right here.
Him in the lilac or pinkish jacket.He goes by the name of Demilade Roberts and I know he only attended this wedding for no reason other than to show me he’s better than me.I don’t care if he does not remember me or never even knows I exist, I see right through you Mr Roberts,I see.
As the guests start arriving, all of them ensuring that the event is described as star-studded, some of us sit here repeatedly remarking ”oh this one too went”……..”ah this person sef is there”.The more they show up,the more left out you feel.
And then there’s Don Jazzy.
I know some of you wish his elbow mistakenly tapped that big button there making it malfunction and spilling oil or something on his perfectly fitting suit.
And then he just had to do it. He had to give them an SUV in Dubai as a wedding present.Question though,the shipping expenses to Lagos and all are part of the present right?
Naturally there are the ladies who rode solo.
Weeks of work outs and gymnastics on check. ”You’ll need wings to get your claws on that bouquet once my girl Tiwa lets it fly”
And then the couples.
Yeah yeah yeah….move along. Call us when you are back here with the spotlight on you.
This arrival infuriated me simply because being sleek on the sounds and sleek in a suit like this,leaves me with little basis for hating. Now we have to wonder if the claws will be aimed at the bouquet or at DjXclusive.
Oh yes the groom.We almost forgot you. Are you doing the math in your head and wondering how many gigs the Mrs would have to jump on to replenish the stacks thrown on this marvellous occasion? Or are you thinking about some Lekki Hall in Lagos where this wedding could have equally been excellent? Or perhaps you simply wonder if you should have agreed to let your bestman rock his snap back?
Selfie time. Hey you on Tiwa’s left, the Doctor, weren’t you here with someone?
One popstar’s ex, one member of DonJazzy’s posse,and then Don Jazzy’s assistant. Fab looking group,but not one we care about.It is bad enough they were there and we were not. Moving on.
Errr…………security??
Can someone tell the tilting gentleman in the dark blue suit to do up a few more buttons,the inner vest might have been straight out of the pack but this is a wedding and not a high school prom. Its not even that white in the first place.
And finally comes the happily ever after shot…..
…and no I don’t wish they tripped over and into the water……on the contrary,
It was a beautiful unique wedding, we all wish Tiwa Savage and Tee Billz a blissful married life!
Lobatan!
Photo credits: Instagram
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