If you missed the first post, my lovely BMs took me up to Victoria for a fun, low-key bachelorette party.
Me in front of our Elizabethan cottage. I swear I was not pregnant—that dress is just a bit froofy.
Our second day in Victoria revolved around something that I was really looking forward to: Afternoon Tea at The Empress! I’m a huge tea fanatic and love all things tea, so this was one of the main draws for Victoria as our destination. I had been to The Empress several times for tea as a child and was really looking forward to going back!
So, we got all fancified and headed down to the lovely Victoria waterfront.
The ivy-coated facade of the Empress always gets me. Sigh. So old-fashioned and gorgeous!
I loved every minute of it. Having afternoon tea at a fancy (or even not so fancy) hotel is totally a fun experience, especially if you have your best gals with you. You choose which tea you would like, and they bring a pot of it out. If you decide you want another kind of tea, they’ll bring another kind! The sandwiches were amazing, and super filling. I LOVED the scones, jam, and cream—I could have eaten about 50 of those. We were pretty stuffed by the time we got to the desserts; those plates don’t look like they have a lot on them, but we ate a lot of food! Plus, we drank a lot of tea.
They even brought me a little chocolate banner on their pretty china.
We all wore our tiaras, and the old women who were having high tea loved us—they thought we were just the cutest group ever. I think they were just surprised that we decided to have high tea for a bachelorette party.
I like to call my look in this picture my “Cinderella Step-Sister Look.” Note the apparent bubble-butt and pregnancy-esque stomach? Yes. Clearly, this dress does not always look flattering on me. I swear it is cute in real life, though!
After afternoon tea, we walked around the waterfront a bit to work off all that sugar. We actually saw a few weddings in progress that weekend, and I can see why. It is absolutely beautiful there! Sigh. I love Victoria.
While we were walking around the waterfront, we noticed this ship:
Which meant that, although we did not have strippers at my bach, we did encounter some “men in uniform” of a different stripe. Apparently they are Russian sailors?
Yes. They were thoroughly excited to encounter a group of American girls in tiaras.
While we were sitting at the table eating dinner after the sailors left, a large bachelor party walked by. They were all very intoxicated, and when the groom turned around, it was clear that the groomsmen (or whoever) had cut out circles in the butt of his pants. So yes. He was essentially wearing ass-less pants. Apparently they were having people smack his bare butt with a wooden spoon? So it was a nice and rosy, splotchy red. Lovely. Just what I want to see when I’m eating dinner.
The group parked themselves right in front of our table and, lo and behold, as they were milling about with the groom’s butt pressed against a nearby restaurant’s window, another bachelorette party came from the opposite direction. I am still not quite sure what was going on, but there were two brides wearing some very, ahem, revealing outfits. And by that I mean that they were essentially wearing lingerie. In broad daylight. In the middle of quaint, downtown Victoria.
It might just be that I am a very old/ lame/ boring/ prudish person, but the two groups made me uncomfortable. In fact, I was embarrassed to be seen near them for fear that people would think we were part of the group! Listen, I am all for going out, getting wild, drinking, and having fun with your friends at your bach. I don’t even care if you’re wearing penis paraphernalia! But the two other groups we encountered just seemed a bit much. Degrading, almost? Maybe it was the nudity? Maybe it was the spoon-spankage? Maybe it was the lingerie? Maybe it was the straddling?? (The girls in the bachelorette party were all over the guys, so I certainly hope they were “with” them – as in, the guys were their soon-to-be husbands. Because if not, what the heck were they doing?)
We spent the rest of the evening at a bar, where some dude bought us free champagne. Thanks, buddy!
And, a last shot of me with our champagne. With my crunchy veil. And my bachelorette garter (around my arm). And my spinny pin (that we didn’t end up using). Attractive.
All in all, I had such a blast at my bach! Spending time with my girls is the best, and the high tea was just the icing on the proverbial (tea) cake.
What was the weirdest encounter you had at your bachelorette party?