The week leading up to the wedding was CRAZY. I remember running around like a headless chicken, calling vendors, finalizing details, and putting the finishing touches on my DIY projects. A lot of the smaller stuff simply didn’t get done. For example, I didn’t get a chance to screen-print the front of our guest book with a cutesy logo. The infamous yarn letters were also an epic failure that never saw the light of day.
Needless to say, it was a HUGE relief when the day of my bachelorette party arrived. One by one, bridesmaids started trickling in. We got the music blasting, the drinks flowing, and penis-shaped pasta cooking.
At this point I’d like to interrupt this blog post to bring your attention to the following warning:
Moving right along.
Since we are responsible party people, we decided to take the subway down to Tongue and Groove for the evening. If you would—please close your eyes and imagine a group of scantily clad ladies, armed to the teeth with glow-sticks and balloons riding the subway…
Or I could just show you the photographic evidence.
|Classy, huh? / Personal photo|
|Blowing bubbles at the train station. / Personal photo|
Once we made it to the club, we were shocked to discover that the online reservations I had made were mysteriously lost. In the end, it was a blessing in disguise. The manager was very apologetic and gave us the nicest VIP table with a complimentary bottle of champagne. Nothin’ like some free champagne to start the night off! Am I right, hive?
At some point someone ordered a round of shots, and I vaguely remember a bottle of vodka…
The rest of the evening is kind of a blur, but somebody clearly remembered to take pictures.
Our VIP table. / Personal photo
A Groom-to-be at his Bachelor party. It was a perfect photo op. / Personal photo
A little nervous about the impending lap dance headed my way. / Personal photo
Only a matter of time before I hopped on that pole, really. / Personal photo
Overall, a fantastic night with the Unicorn Bridesmaids! / Personal photo.
At the end of the night, we piled into a cab and headed back home.
Up next: The Unicorns rehearse…well, sort of.