A Bird's Eye Firing

On Saturday night, we were treated to a Korean wedding on the grounds of the hotel in which we are staying.  We had the best seat in the house from nine stories above the action.

The lavish hanbok on the matrons of each family riveted the kids and the adorable little flower girl had Iryna crying that she hasn't had a chance at the role.  The groom was dashing and entertaining; the bride breathtakingly elegant. 

The flowers were beautiful pale shades of ivory and pink, accented with
candelabras and bows. Three musicians topped off the romantic atmosphere with their artistry. 

It was splendid. 

Until the wedding coordinator entered the picture. And by that I mean quite literally entered the picture. 

Every. Single. One. 

That's her in the gray suit. She's arranging the bride and groom before they're even allowed to join hands and walk together toward the minister. 

That's her messing with the minister. 

She was up there in the middle of their vows. 

When the bride went to bow to her new inlaws, I thought the old wedding planner might grab the groom for herself. 

But she had better things to do.  Like this.  Watch.

Honestly, one of the most sacred and solemn parts of a Korean wedding is the uniting of two families showcased with honor and respect shown with this ancient Asian custom.  But there's batshit crazy lady getting paid to mess it all up.  

Now, she did stand respectfully behind the parents of the bride while the bridal couple bowed, but she came up from behind right after to fluff the mother's hanbok and adjust the bride's bra. Yes. Her bra. She did this before the couple's exit as well. 

As soon as they were at the arch, she ran down the aisle to shake off any and all rose petals from the bride's dress and trains. 

I almost yelled down, "Leave her the fuck alone, ya old bat!! She's beautiful and you're a prune!"  I didn't, though. Because I have a filter. See that?  A filter. 

She should have been fired on the spot. Totally ruined the whole thing. At least from the ninth floor perspective. 

I sure hope she didn't direct traffic on their honeymoon. Can you even imagine? Eeeeew......