So, Saturday night was my friend E.'s bachelorette party. It started early, so I tried really hard not to start drinking too soon. My goal for the night was to have as much fun as possible without incurring a hangover the next day. E.'s sister lives out in the country and that's where the fun began.
Like every function my friends put on, there was amazing food. It was a Mexican theme if you couldn't tell from this photo. They also served margaritas and Corona with lime. Mmmmm.
Lucky for us, there was also a litter of adorable kittens in the garage. Seriously, what could be better?
Well, you know I'm always going to say that my friends are the best, and they're even better than that when they're wearing dorky hats, with animal print bands on them.
Oh, and I can't forget the fake tattoos. Because sure some of us are girlie girls, but we can also be some tough bitches when we want too.
On top of all the other party favors, someone who was a real lover of fun, got E. a riding crop which we took turns putting to good use. As I'm sure you all would too if you had one at your bachelorette parties. It was WAY more fun than a dildo necklace.
After it got dark, we decided to venture downtown for a scavenger hunt. It was graduation weekend here so all the bars were packed. Our first stop was to George's where we ran into the guys having Rory's bachelor party and between the two groups, we pretty much invaded that poor bar.
We eventually left the boys at George's and headed to IC Uglies (for any of you expats, it's the bar formerly known as Tuck's). Because the boys were gone, we were more diligent with the scavenger hunt there. One thing that wasn't on our list, but we took advantage of anyway because we almost had to, was a photo of the bachelorette riding bitch in a sidecar.
I didn't pay a lot of attention to the scavenger hunt stuff. You know me, I have a hard time with that whole paying attention thing. Basically, someone would call me over to take a picture when it was necessary and I was happy to do it. Here is something where I think E. had to do a shot called a blow job that some random guy was supposed to hold near his crotch. Of course, the random guy in this case was Dan R. a regular at the Dublin (the bar E.'s fiance owns) so it was all very safe and respectful.
Here E. is applying lipgloss to some hot guy who we didn't know. He was a great sport about the whole thing and even kissed her neck to leave lipstick marks on it for her.
We literally skipped to our next stop, which was Joe's Place. Once there we decided to get all 5,0231 of us to do a shot in honor of the bride to be. I'm sure it was a pain in the ass for the bartenders, but we tipped them well, so they grudgingly put up with it. That was the only shot I did all night, in keeping with my moderation policy for the evening.
I'm sure you'll all be shocked to hear that we ended up having a dance party at the Dublin to finish off the night. By the time the bar closed, E.'s tiara was a little crooked, but she looked amazing. She's still young enough to pull that off. Damn her.
You will also all be happy to know that I refrained from attending the after hours all girl sleepover at my friend Eggo's house, and went home instead. And, Oh yeah. I had all the fun in the world, and didn't have a hangover today. I'm a good girl.
So, Saturday night was my friend E.'s bachelorette party. It started early, so I tried really hard not to start drinking too soon. My goal for the night was to have as much fun as possible without incurring a hangover the next day. E.'s sister lives out in the country and that's where the fun began.
Like every function my friends put on, there was amazing food. It was a Mexican theme if you couldn't tell from this photo. They also served margaritas and Corona with lime. Mmmmm.
Lucky for us, there was also a litter of adorable kittens in the garage. Seriously, what could be better?
Well, you know I'm always going to say that my friends are the best, and they're even better than that when they're wearing dorky hats, with animal print bands on them.
Oh, and I can't forget the fake tattoos. Because sure some of us are girlie girls, but we can also be some tough bitches when we want too.
On top of all the other party favors, someone who was a real lover of fun, got E. a riding crop which we took turns putting to good use. As I'm sure you all would too if you had one at your bachelorette parties. It was WAY more fun than a dildo necklace.
After it got dark, we decided to venture downtown for a scavenger hunt. It was graduation weekend here so all the bars were packed. Our first stop was to George's where we ran into the guys having Rory's bachelor party and between the two groups, we pretty much invaded that poor bar.
We eventually left the boys at George's and headed to IC Uglies (for any of you expats, it's the bar formerly known as Tuck's). Because the boys were gone, we were more diligent with the scavenger hunt there. One thing that wasn't on our list, but we took advantage of anyway because we almost had to, was a photo of the bachelorette riding bitch in a sidecar.
I didn't pay a lot of attention to the scavenger hunt stuff. You know me, I have a hard time with that whole paying attention thing. Basically, someone would call me over to take a picture when it was necessary and I was happy to do it. Here is something where I think E. had to do a shot called a blow job that some random guy was supposed to hold near his crotch. Of course, the random guy in this case was Dan R. a regular at the Dublin (the bar E.'s fiance owns) so it was all very safe and respectful.
Here E. is applying lipgloss to some hot guy who we didn't know. He was a great sport about the whole thing and even kissed her neck to leave lipstick marks on it for her.
We literally skipped to our next stop, which was Joe's Place. Once there we decided to get all 5,0231 of us to do a shot in honor of the bride to be. I'm sure it was a pain in the ass for the bartenders, but we tipped them well, so they grudgingly put up with it. That was the only shot I did all night, in keeping with my moderation policy for the evening.
I'm sure you'll all be shocked to hear that we ended up having a dance party at the Dublin to finish off the night. By the time the bar closed, E.'s tiara was a little crooked, but she looked amazing. She's still young enough to pull that off. Damn her.
You will also all be happy to know that I refrained from attending the after hours all girl sleepover at my friend Eggo's house, and went home instead. And, Oh yeah. I had all the fun in the world, and didn't have a hangover today. I'm a good girl.
12 comments:
Sounds fabulous. What better way to spend the night than to Dance the Night Away? Did you see what I did there?
Churlita,
Congratulations on no hangover! With your full weekend I'd have imagined that you'd need the week off. ;)
rel
girls and riding crops...this visual will stay with me all day (excellent)
I am utterly amazed there was no hangover involved. From the looks of the photos, I would say it would have been very easy to overdo it.
Lock up the menfolk and put the children to bed, it's a wild night in Iowa. It looks like it was a lot of fun, but not so much so that it made the evening news.
Yea! Your weekend sounded great! It was extra fun to read about for me because I stayed close to home.
"It was WAY more fun than a dildo necklace."
Now there's something one doesn't get to read everyday! Someday I should post about the "Pure Romance" party a coworker hosted one night.
I love the crooked tiara. Sounds like a bar name, actually, "The Crooked Tiara".
There is almost nothing as fun as a girl party that starts with leeetle itty bitty kitty cats and ends with everyone alive.
What a great tour o' the town!
with the pictures and whatnot, this can easily be turned into a fun children's bedtime story book.
I need a quick email with which of those beautiful ladies are single and into a canoeing gnome.
A scavenger hunt sounds awesome! That would be so much fun to do. Haven't done one in ages!
Mr Atrocity,
I did. You are a rock star. I forgot you were a Van Halen guy.
Rel,
I do need the rest of the week off, now that you mention it.
EVil-E,
It would have been really easy to overdo it..Especially for a HUGE lightweight like me. I paced myself and tried to remember to eat all night.
AlienCG,
I'm sure we would have gotten trumped in the news by the crop report or something.
Poptart,
Close to home sounds really good too.
Tara,
I would love to read that post. I bet it's hilarious.
Booda Baby,
Does it look how you remember it? I bet George's hasn't changed a bit.
Rm,
yeah. One that brings all kinds of scary nightmares.
Gyuss,
Ha ha. Is your wife renting you out again?
Mr Manuel,
I know. We were also talking about doing one of those murder mystery parties sometime too.
What an awesome bachelorette party! I want a party just like that...but not the getting married the next week part.
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