It’s no secret that I love the ’80s. Has anyone else in the last decade packed four pairs of leg warmers in their suitcase when they went home for spring break? Yeah, I didn’t think so. So you can imagine my delight when I found this sparkly amazingness behind my bridal shower invitation few weeks back.
So after my awesome shower, we loaded up the car and headed out on a journey to the middle of nowhere. But first, some of us changed into our ’80s gear.
Let me recap the highlights of the evening…
I got an awesome crown and a sash. (I still wear the crown in my apartment. Shhhh.)
We drank delicious beer at Big Woods Brewing Company in Nashville, Indiana. (I’m totally a beer drinker as opposed to girly drinks, and I was proud of my girls for finding an awesome place and for drinking beer, too.)
I cannot get over that side pony.
Some of the bridesmaids got a little caught up in March Madness.
I sang “When You Say Nothing At All” with the woman who was playing music that night at the bar. Still not really sure how that happened. There’s supposedly a video somewhere. We’ll just not post that…
We made duck faces.
We had fireplace s’mores and embarrassing dance moves.
I got this awesome coozie:
And of course, there was some male genitalia (just in the form of lollipops and confetti, thank god).
And of course there had to be some poor decision-making. What was mine? I definitely should not have allowed my cast-decorating session to take place at my bachelorette party…There may or may not be a life size drawing of a male body part on my forearm. For fear of the embarrassment it might cause when I go to the doctor to have the cast removed, I tried to disguise it. I didn’t do a very good job. I’d post a picture, but there are limits to what I will post on the internet. You can use your imagination.
In conclusion, fun times were had by all. We woke up in the morning with ridiculous headaches, and I ate my weight in leftover pizza and homemade fruit and yogurt parfaits. It was awesome.
Did you have a bachelorette party? Was it traditional bar-hopping or do you do something less conventional?