"Dress"

I went to Kuantan to attend my staff's wedding. I didn't drive and my work colleague did, H. Another girl from other dept joined as well, A. It was a good shiny day. It took us 3 hours to reach there. We stopped at Genting Sempah to have our breakfast. OK. The point of my story is that i hate wedding so much. And to know that there should be a dress code to attend one. I wasn't aware that there is such code. I think there's something called 'appropriate dress code'. So, i was stunned when i walked in the wedding hall and everyone's literally wearing our traditional costume (baju kurung for the women, and baju melayu for the men). and what's worst was that i'm wearing a "figure-hugging" a.k.a tight collared tee with jeans i.e. the typical me dressing up for leisure. The moments we stepped in, this old yet beautiful and friendly auntie around 50s came to us and greeted us. And i mentioned my name and she was so glad that me (her daughter's boss) attending her daughter's wedding and she, spontaneously, announced to the people in the hall something like, "everybody, this is ...., my daughter's boss from ....). Good boss!" I was so shocked and speechless and i had to give my fake smile to them unknowingly. i was literally blushed and to know that i was 'inappropriately dressed' just make things awkward. Even my staff's brother and sister kept asking, "Who is ...?" and they were like, "So, this is my sister's boss." I'm not sure whether they sincerely asked me that question or just wondered who is this boss of my sister who made a living hell of my sister's life. The boss from hell. Or even better, E...., the bitch from hell.