Dad's cousin's traditional Peranakan Wedding

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Recently while doing housekeeping at our mother’s house, we found this precious large print 1940 photo of our late father's cousin, one of the “Four Beauties” mentioned in an earlier post. This was her wedding day, and she was dressed splendidly in traditional peranakan wedding attire. Sadly the marriage did not last long as she became a widow soon after (no information of the cause of the groom’s death). His will dictated that she was to remain unmarried for an extended period of years before his inheritance to her can materialise. She never remarried, had no children with him and with the eventually realised inheritance purchased two houses, side by side – lived in one (with her younger sis and niece) and rented out the other as her regular source of income. We always enjoyed her company and every year at Chinese New Year, father always made sure he brought the family to visit her (she was about a decade his senior, we call her Ko Ko) and is the 10-year old boy on the left in the other group photo in this sharing.

1940 - bridal couple photo of our Ko Ko


1940 - previously shared, this is the larger group photo of the same wedding (our father is the 10-year old boy on the left)
https://ourbedokkamponghousesg.blogspot.com/2025/06/1940-peranakan-family-wedding.html


1963 - Our late Ko Ko posing among our family members in the garden of our Bedok kampong house (we are the 2 little boys here) with our father taking the photograph. She is standing, right in the middle. (photo colourised)

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