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At one point I wrote a pity-party post about not getting a bachelorette, even though I didn’t want to walk around town at night wearing a penis necklace.
Well, that all changed! My girls treated me to a lovely day just a few days before the wedding that was just right for me. It was the Wednesday before our Saturday wedding, and the day started with all of us driving to my coworker R’s house so I could try on my dress after the alterations! When I ordered the dress I was exactly between waist sizes (the only measurement that would affect my dress—the hips were free and even the smallest bust size available would need taking in), and I went with the larger size because it’s easier to take in than let out. It meant that the whole dress ended up being pretty big on me. Could I have gone with one size smaller? Probably, but I’m glad I didn’t risk it, especially when I have many friends who sew for a living. 
The dress was perfect, apart from the bust still being a little big. R said she’d sew a different pair of cups in to the top and drop it off at my house later that day. Awesome!
Mr. High Wire sent me this link the other day. If you don’t feel like clicking over to read, or want to read it later, here is my (biased) review:
A bride e-mails the best man to provide guidelines and rules for her soon-to-be husband’s bachelor party. One rule is that the party may only be a one night/day event. She suggests he plans nothing out of town because she doesn’t want her fiancé traveling without her. She says it makes her sad when he gets to explore a new place and she doesn’t get to go. She proposes that instead of spending a bunch of money on a bachelor party, they buy the couple some Kate Spade dinner plates since they are her fiancé’s favorite (yeah, sure they are) and the couple feels guilty registering for something so expensive. She would rather her fiancé’s friends pick up the tab for the plates instead of their other guests.
Maybe these are the Kate Spade Plates he loves?
(from Bed, Bath, and Beyond)
When it came time to plan Mr. Starfish’s bachelor party, he wanted it to be a fun weekend with the guys. He doesn’t get a lot of time off from work, so when it came time to plan a bachelor party, he asked his Best Man, BIL Starfish, to turn their annual Saco trip into his bachelor party.
So, what is the annual Saco Trip? Well, a while back, Brother Starfish and his friends planned a weekend trip on the Saco River in New Hampshire. They went canoeing and camping and did outdoorsy things. Every year they repeat the trip—with just guys only. When Sister Starfish started dating BIL Starfish, he was included in the trip, so Mr. Starfish started going as well. It’s become an annual weekend for the guys, and Mr. Starfish didn’t want to miss it, so he combined his bachelor party with the annual Saco Trip.
Here are a few images from the weekend:
BIL Starfish is quite the planner. Every year they have some odd boat that someone goes on, and this year he got Mr. Starfish a giant rubber ducky.
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Everyone’s seen it…almost every movie involving a bachelor party also involves a stripper. But honestly, how many real life bachelor parties do you know of that involve strippers? I can’t think of any.
That leads to the question: How many bachelors actually want a stripper at their bachelor parties? I know Mr. Plaid doesn’t. And he’s not just saying that. Most of my other guy friends feel the same way. They’d rather spend their “last free night as a single man” hanging out with their buddies, drinking, gaming, and shooting the shit. They definitely don’t want to spend it getting lap dances.
That’s not to say that there aren’t guys out there that would very much enjoy a lap dance or ten at their bachelor parties. I guess I just don’t understand it. What’s the point? What’s the thrill? I’m just at a loss.
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A few months before the wedding I had the best bachelorette party I could have ever asked for. So when Mr. Cloud’s Best Man started making plans for his bachelor party I was really excited for him to have a great experience, too! I did lay down some rules though when it came to their planning. No, no, it’s not what you are thinking! I trust Mr. Cloud to use good judgment if he were to end up in any compromising situations (such as those that might include ladies being paid to take their clothes off). I did not, however, trust him or his boys to not bring me home a very drunken groom! I also wanted to be sure my cousins, who grew up more like brothers to me, were also able to attend. So my “rules” were simple: the party was NOT to be held the night before the wedding, but it must be held at a time that would make it possible for ALL the guys in our life to attend if they wanted. Not too bad, right?
The Thursday before the wedding the boys were set for some fun. I never expected to see pictures, but Facebook came through and I present you with a small glimpse into Mr. Cloud’s last night of freedom!
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I’m putting this out for the world: I’m uncomfortable with the concept of bachelor parties.
The tendency toward debauchery as a final send-off before marriage signals one thing to me: that marriage is a dead-end for sex and fun. If someone has to “live it up” before he gets married, why the f is he getting married?
Here’s a particularly salient quote from theplunge.com on the bachelor party:
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You read that right. No bachelor party for Mr. Fro Yo. Now, before you think I’m some psycho bride that isn’t allowing him this right of passage, hear me out. It’s not because of me. In fact, I’ve encouraged him to put something together with his friends and even offered to leave for the weekend so they could all get together at our house. I’ve also suggested that he go to Dallas and meet up with his friends. I even reminded him that bachelor parties don’t have to be full of debauchery, they can simply be a time for some male bonding.
I suggested baseball games, golf, and video games. It doesn’t matter.
I obviously can’t speak for couples worldwide, only the couples I know. But I’ve noticed this peculiar difference between men’s and women’s bachelorette parties and I’m wondering if you all have noticed the same.
Mr. Penguin and I had similar, yet very different bachelor/bachelorette parties. While we went on two different weekends, we both went to Las Vegas. Vegas is a natural choice for Californians; transportation from the airport is easy (and if you use the shuttles, very cheap), people from LA can drive, and flights from Nor Cal are pretty reasonable. This is exactly why I personally chose Vegas. For Mr. Peng, and his many friends that hold their bachelor parties in Vegas, this is not the case. They choose Vegas because it is an adult male playground, with anything they’d want at their fingertips… luxurious suites, great steak houses, and strip clubs.
I was talking to Mr. Peng last night about how peculiar it is that there is this huge disparity in the attitudes of brides in our social circle about their bachelorette parties vs. the attitudes of the men and their parties.
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Everyone knows about the stereotype of the crazy, controlling bride who dictates what her husband-to-be and best buds can and can’t do for his bachelor party. Apparently, even though our groomsmen know nothing else about wedding planning or traditions, even they know about this stereotype (either that, or they just think I’m nuts, which is also possible).
As it turns out, Mr. Star’s guys have been planning his bachelor party for some time now and Mr. Star told me the other day how humorous he found it that they were all taking such pains to keep any and every detail from my knowledge.
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***Warning: If you are offended by photos of dead fish, please proceed no further***
‘Now wait a gosh darn minute,’ you may be thinking to yourself. ‘We’ve talked all about what the girls were doing the morning of the wedding. Where on earth were the guys?’ Well, wonder no more my friends, because pictures have surfaced of the elusive boys’ time on the morning of the wedding. And I am here to share them all with you. So where were the boys? On a boat. Fishing, smoking cigars, and drinking scotch. Yep, nothing says “it’s 8:30 in the morning” like scotch and cigars. Let me explain. My dad, ever the host, felt the need to arrange some sort of entertainment for interested peeps on the morning of the wedding. So, he chartered a boat and took Mr. Powder Puff, two groomsmen, my brother, and Sister Powder Puff’s boyfriend out on a fishing adventure.
A beautiful Michigan morning.
Mr Frenchie and his dudes went to Palm Desert this past weekend for his bachelor party. I’ve heard bits and pieces of what they did, most of which involved staying out of the heat as much as possible. It was only 117!
This picture cracked me up and reminded me of a story I heard from Papa Frenchie’s bachelor party.
Mr. M’s groomsmen wrote me some really nice postcards while in Milwaukee for the bachelor party last weekend. They’ve started to arrive in the mail. Check this one out.
This weekend my fiance will be painting the town of Milwaukee red, or whatever color it is that men paint a town… blue, perhaps? Either way, he and his boys will be having a blast! He says he’ll take pictures, so maybe we’ll have a full report next week! Now that I think about it, maybe not the full report. A partial one could be fun, though.
The party should be pretty crazy.
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Like most soon-to-be-married men, Mr. Yorkie can’t wait to get some quality time in with his guys before the Big Day. With friends flying in from all corners of the country, he really wants to show them a good time. Unlike some soon-to-be-married men, though, Mr. Y isn’t up for the typical bachelor party activities. To be honest, I’m secretly relieved to hear that, but not at all surprised. He’s just not the stripper-loving type.
Mr. Yorkie wants to be able to kick back and relax doing something he loves. Along with his Best Man (aka BIL Yorkie), he’s come up with a plan to do just that. I’ve mentioned before how much Mr. Y loves baseball. (Our first date was actually to a Marlins game!) So it’s only natural that he’s choosing to spend the day with his buddies at the ballpark.
Cheering on the Giants at the 2002 World Series
The party will start with a tailgate at Land Shark Stadium.
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I already shared my bachelorette party invite… now it’s Mr. Taffy’s turn! He got this in the mail last week:
His brother designed these and printed them on the Gocco. I love them! Mr. Taffy used his crazy Photoshop skills to change his name for Weddingbee, but kept the Gocco-printed look.
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