Saturday, January 24, 2004

two men

Got treated last night to two guys who make most of the rest of the male population look so bad: Lea Salonga's new hubby Rob Chien and Bachelorette Trista's new hubby Ryan. I don't know. Girls who have boyfriends/husbands who aren't particularly that romantic are going to swoon and it's going to be bad to compare them to these two guys, who are the height of romantic. I'm sure there are other guys out there equally or even more romantic than these two, but last night's double header (Lea and Rob's wedding on Ch. 2 and then the first episode of the special on Trista and Ryan's wedding on Ch. 23) was all too sugary. Hey, I like sugar.

Ryan, the poetry-spouting firefighter who won the Bachelorette's heart, had proposed marriage and of course, to prove that there was some sense to these reality shows (seeing as most every reality-show couple has divorced or broken up or what), ABC decided to continue covering their wedding planning and the nuptial ceremony itself. I haven't seen the wedding yet--last night they just replayed highlights from the last episodes of the Bachelorette--but just from that, from the poem to the constantly loving look in his eyes, you'd definitely fall for the guy. Sigh. It doesn't hurt that he's tall and has Josh Hartnett eyes, too.

Meanwhile, I will forever remember Rob Chien as the 'crying guy'. He cried when Lea said 'yes' to his proposal, he cried so much at their wedding. But it was wonderful to watch. They seemed the perfect couple, two mature individuals who have decided to spend the rest of their lives together. Lea, who has been, among others, Kim, Eponine, Tuptim, and the singing voice of Jasmine and Mulan, is now Mrs. Rob Chien, in the culmination of what seems to have been (hey from all the press releases) a mature, intellectual and romantic courtship.

E. and I were texting each other how much we were crying too. Well, she was crying, I was teary-eyed. It was so beautiful and of course, since Rob (naks, first name basis) was crying, it didn't take much for our tears to fall. Lachrymal disorder and stuff. Maybe it was because we would like to swept off our feet that way, to know that a guy loves us that much. We both aren't in relationships right now, and maybe that played a part in our sentimentality. Finally, though, it was really just a joy to watch. Weddings always are, especially your friends' weddings. And, growing up with Lea Salonga always in my periphery, she seems to have become an imaginary friend. Happy for her, lots.

And so I quote one of Lea's songs, The Journey--
What a journey it has been
And the end is not in sight
But the stars are out tonight
and they're bound to guide my way

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