Both Wan Hong and Yee Mun are working in the construction line, so it just made sense to take photos at Wan Hong’s family owned construction site in Cameron Highlands! We also managed to stay at their lovely home where Wan Hong grew up, but has now been transformed into a relaxing homestay which you can book via Airbnb. Through Yee Mun’s generosity, our entire team headed to Cameron Highlands for a 2 night retreat. We also had a good time planning for 2017, eating yummy meals, filming funny videos about each other, and taking new profile photos.
So yes, it was a productive trip! Here are some of our favourites from the session… and then a few more ‘formal’ shots with her wedding gown as well.
The amazing lady behind all our videos is now unveiled! She is quite a quiet person by nature, but she can really surprise you! When I first met Chi Yin a few years ago, she was already working in the video production industry, but was new to content creation. What amazed me was her drive to shoot and edit her own travel videos on her own accord. When I made the decision to hire Chi Yin, it wasn’t her skills that attracted me (she was still learning!) but it was this passion and initiative that made me feel she has what it takes to succeed.
Now, she is one awesome videographer and kick-ass editor! I am in love with all the stuff she comes up with. Watch this video and get to know the lady behind the lens.
For an entire year, we’ll be having a promotion with CIMB as one of their merchants offering discounts to their cardholders. You can book any of our pre-wedding photography or videography services at 10% off. The shoot can be done within 6 months of the booking on any weekday dates. We look forward to serving you!
Living a nomadic life has been the trend in the Tan family from years ago. They’ve lived in Penang, Kelantan, Kuala Lumpur, and Kota Kinabalu, and interestingly, all siblings were born in different state. Abraham and Eva are now living in KL, running their own kindergarten even though all their children have left the nest. Their son Tim is now married to Joyce and living in Singapore. Peter, their other son is living in a lovely cottage in the UK with his wife Thuy and son Caleb.
The lovely girls in the family have been helping out in the kindergarten and homeschooling through the years. Now, Su-Ann has left to further her studies in Arkansas then with Su-Lynn coming shortly after, leaving Su-San behind with her mom and dad.
Last June, the entire family came back together for a holiday together and we did a portrait session together. It was really lovely to be able to meet this really warm family. Little baby Caleb wasn’t really in the mood for photos during the group session but we had a different session scheduled just for his family, so I’m so pleased to report that he was a happy camper then!
As we argued over a petty little issue (in my mind, that is!) in the car on the way to Krysta’s school, we heard a little voice in the background saying, “Say sorry, mummy and daddy!”. It grew louder and louder as she realized we had ignored her for the 4th or 5th time.
“SAY SORRY, MUMMY AND DADDY!”
My mind went back to the times when this same 4 year old toddler was forced to say those very same words to her 2 year old brother after a fight. Over some toy or something like that. She had ignored me, refused eye contact with her brother and just muttered the barely audible words, “I’m sorry.”
I was cornered. I had to say sorry, though inside, I just wanted to hang on to my anger. Or my pride. I couldn’t tell the difference. So with no eye contact, I muttered the words, “I’m sorry” trying my best to have the most sincere tone I could muster, while failing miserably. She must have thought it was sincere enough as she started singing to break the deathly silence that was in the car.
That evening, I was in a rather bad mood as I was driving home. I was stopped at an intersection, but since I couldn’t really see the road clearly, I had to drive a little too far forward, partially blocking the road. In the distance, I saw a bus coming, and I thought briefly, maybe I should reverse, but I didn’t. The bus driver actually stopped his vehicle right in front of my car and gave me a signal to prove I was in the wrong. And though I knew it, I felt pride welling up inside and excuses coming out of my mouth, though no one was in the car.
It was then that I realised, how easily we allow our pride to blind us of our mistakes. How as human beings, we don’t like feeling inferior or wrong. How natural it felt to be defensive and angry even when the fault lies with us. And how difficult it is to admit that you need to back off, say sorry and just move on.
