It is always a lovely treat when a wedding photographed by Diko Photography drops across our desks, and we’re elated to share the union of Dara and Jide! Today’s inter-tribal, Igbo-Yoruba traditional wedding story started three years ago, in the city of Belfast in Northern Ireland, and has us grinning from ear to ear witnessing all the gorgeous traditions, fashions, and adorable first look. Dara and Jide looked exceptionally beautifully decked to represent each others culture through the traditional attire. Dara is Igbo, while Jide is Yoruba. The bright colors and dazzling details are giving us so much wedding inspo! The dynamic planning team at Cadaora Events, and cake gurus from Dripples Cakes dreamed up the perfect, inter-tribal wedding that dreams are made of. Coming up next are all the gorg ceremonial details, but in the meantime, enjoy all the lovely snaps below, be inspired!
How I Met My D.by Jide
It was the 22nd of September I first set eyes on Dara in church (though my lady claimed and still claims that we never met until 2 weeks later….. anyways I’m sure of that which I know).
I saw this lovely lady helping out with the children after church service, went over said hello to her and collected one of the children she was taking care of. The following weekend, one of our dear aunties in church told me that her sister (Dara) was around. She is called Lara, so I was like hmmm….. Lara ….. Dara very nice names for siblings (not knowing that they were not related). Fast forward another week, the day Dara claims to have first set eyes on me, her birthday. It was after a conference at church that the pastor introduced me to her. She smiled and wow I was captivated by her diastema – that gap in her teeth was so nice and she had a great smile. So days passed, weeks passed with me trying to find a way to start talking to her and get her number. One thing led to another and I managed to get her number from her as I told her I could give her a lift to church since she lived far away.
After a couple of months, I made my feelings known to her which was a big deal to me (but as any girl would do she just acted as if it was nothing, and I’m like this is a great deal and it took a lot of courage for me to finally tell her I liked her). I was like maybe my words are not doing it enough for her then I wrote her a letter explaining my feelings and reasons why. But thank God for Aunty Lara that was putting in good words on the side and other common friends that we have.
9 months later in June, Dara finally accepted to give this guy called Jide a chance of loving her and her to love him. I’ve always told her that I prayed to God and he answered my prayers by bringing her to where I was. If I was to go and seek for my help meet I would have failed and chosen wrongly. It is now 3 years and it’s been fun, never a day passes by that we don’t talk, she is my friend, my Asinobi number 1, my delight, my joy. I love her with the love of God, and that I know is what will keep us as we embark on this journey of life.
I’ve told her many times before and I will continue to say it “I pray that I never take her for granted”.