It was exactly a year since the day we met when Michael proposed.  As it was meant to be a surprise, naturally, the official reason for heading out for a nice dinner would be to celebrate our 1st year anniversary (how romantic).

 

Some few weeks before the dinner, he requested that I get myself a nice evening gown to prepare for functions we'll need to attend in the later parts of the year. And yes, I was a little suspicious already when he made that request.  Off I went anyways.

 

So, came the anniversary dinner, he requested that I dress up for the occasion and (even more suspicious) so I did. :) 

 

The night itself :

In my SLK, (which I coincidentally happened to get for the weekend spin), he arrived looking smashingly handsome in a vest and tie. Very suspicious!!! But at this point,  destination was still kept a secret and I recall making a comment that we had better not end up in Restaurant Tai Thong or something along those lines after all the dressy dressy efforts.   You'd have a very unhappy lady for the night.

 

We drove up to Carcosa Seri Negara - received a warm welcome by the hotel manager and his team.  As they greeted Michael by name, suspicions grew stronger :)  We were escorted to a private suite on the 2nd floor and to my amazement, a saxophonist was playing away welcoming us. 

 

With the perfect ambience, and air filled with the scent of white roses (which the suite was pretty much entirely filled with), it was one of those few moments where you actually feel as if the moment just seems too surreal.   Someone has been busy getting all this set up. 

 

Then, we started with dinner - french. Mais Oui. C'est la Carcosa, non?  Bon Appetit.   The mushroom soup was simply to die for. As we had this craving urge to just pick up our bowls and slurp away (like you always do in chinese restaurants, or well, ok, maybe its just us), we had to restrain ourselves and remain composed.  It was after all , la Carcosa - francais francis .. oui oui.  At one point, we even giggled and asked one another "why are we speaking whispering?" hehe

 

 

As they were to about serve the main course, he got on his knees, and the waiters paraded in with the serving plates.  The serving lid was removed and voila, the 'ring'.  The violist was now in the room, stringing away I cannot remember for the life of me, some jazz song.  Or was it the Wedding March??  With quite a few actions taking place simultaneously, it seemed all too fuzzy, too quick, but the same time, I was rather mesmerized by the beauty of the ring. I said "yes" of course :) 

 

 Now, what's next? We'll talk later on details but I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him.