Last night was what Alia refers to as the "10-hour Bachelorette party that resulted in permanent marker on everyone!"
We started at Laya's for some pizza and *AMAZING* chocolate cheesecake that Peter baked! We also played some games of the "Bachelorette Party" persuasion, and then I was decorated with bride-to-be flair including an adorable tiara, a "bachelorette" sash, a purple-feathered bride pin, and a permanent marker in which to get people to sign my sash, or me when the sash ran out of room.
The bridal entourage then
owned Hennenin Ave. as we paraded down to
Calhoun Square getting lots of "Congratulations!" shouted our way, and landed at
The Independent. And of course, we had to get this obligatory elevator picture in memory of getting stuck in the good old Mort elevator in college with 905735 million people:
And the Independent, I went to to the ladies room with Laya, which is actually a "unisex" bathroom, where a girl named Erin got really excited and said "Are you getting married!" She tried on my "Bachelorette" sash, and then proceeded to introduce me to all her friends who gave me about 10 million hugs after writing all over my sash and on me with my permanent marker...lol.
After The Independent, we unanimously decided dancing was in order.
So the bridal entourage flagged a few taxis and header for the
508 Club. Our Taxi driver, as my kids would say, was "BEAST". His name was Abdi, and he was rockin' out to some badass music, and when we passed his other taxi-driver friends would shout out the window "You are driving the WRONG TAXI my friend! I've got the Pretty Ladies in THIS Taxi!" He was by FAR the best taxi of the evening.
En-route to the 508 Club, communications with the Groom's entourage were taking place, and on the corner of Riverfront and 5th Street, we met up with Scott's groomsmen and friends.
While we were waiting on the corner, just as the bachelor's were crossing the street, a very inebriated man stopped dead in the middle of the road, and loudly announced to me from the street "I'm sorry. I'm sorry such a beautiful woman is about to be taken off the market!" (I pretty much stood out like a sore thumb because I had so much damn "flair" on me!)
The wait to get into the 508 Club was a bit long, but luckily one of the groomsmen knew the bouncer, so we got let right in.
After some dancing, we decided to flag a taxi, and head back to uptown. We were HUNGRY, and decided we would get some fresh grub at the Uptown Diner --which opens late! Laya called for a taxi van so all of us could ride in one vehicle. We waited for an hour, and eventually crammed into Taxi Van. While we waited, we took pictures with the drummers, and Scott and I received marriage advice from some interesting folk (as you can see in the videos...one below, others in another post!)
We eventually made it to the Uptown Diner, and by the time we were eating it was right around 4am! While we waited, Scott added to the Bridal graffiti:
At this point, were all exhausted, and after eating, we said goodnight to each other and to the evening of fun as we made our ways home where slumber ensued.