Saturday was the night of my bachelorette party. My sister took me out to dinner for some sushi beforehand. Then we ended up at C's house to wait for my much anticipated Party Bus (that I requested a while back hoping the bridesmaids would grant my wish.) 10 of us climbed onto the bus and off we went to barhop in Faneuil Hall. As soon as we started moving, out came the bag of goodies which I needed to wear in order to be fully embarrassed. I had a veil, a flashing tiara, a feather boa, and a poofy necklace. Best of all had to be the candy garter which I was supposed to wear around my leg and have various men eat it off of me. Oh, and I can't forget my magazine full of naked Latin men. That was umm, interesting? After arriving at our first destination we downed a few scorpion bowls at the Hong Kong. We then proceeded to bounce around to the other bars. A few men tried eating the candy off my leg, but the girls decided that I should put it around my neck instead and maybe I'd get more interested parties. They were right. By the end of the night, my neck was so nasty and sticky from all the men biting at it. I don't know how many pieces of candy I had left though since I ended up tossing it aside sometime near the end of the night.
Next, we hopped back onto the bus and tried to do some damage to the liquor collection in the coolers that we brought on board. We drank as the driver just drove around and got ourselves nice and toasty. We ended the night at Umbria which is a little bit of a blur. I remember most of it, but can't say that I can recollect all of it. That's okay though. I mean, I WAS the bachelorette! I spent the rest of the night tossing back shots of Black Label and laughing at how drunk the entire group was. When we finally got back to the house, my brother was there to drive L and A home and He was there to pick me up. Apparently my brother said that every single girl that got off the bus was stumbling and trying their hardest to stand up. That's a sure sign of a fun night! Oh, and he also said I stuck a penis in his face. That would be my 69 wind up toy that lost the woman on top, leaving only the naked man. Oops. I also vividly remember running back to the bus screaming "where's my porn!" to the bus driver. Ahhh, and it was never found. My naked Latin men are nowhere to be seen.
I woke up on Sunday at 9 and realized that I didn't have a hangover! How you ask? Well, I think it's probably because I puked twice at Umbria hahaha. I did get out of bed to shower though because my neck and hair were disgustingly sticky from that damned necklace. I spent the rest of Sunday either being lazy in bed or being lazy on the couch in front of the TV.
I couldn't have asked for a better time. However, I'm glad I'm only the bachelorette once in a lifetime! It takes a lot out of you!!!
