Bachelorette Bonanza

 

My Bachelorette party.

Just imagine all the trouble we could get in.

One night, no boys, your best friends and LOTS of liquor.

Not to mention penis cupcakes, straws, boas and other paraphenalia.

AND of course,

wait for it . . . 

CATCHPHRASE.

Sarah hosted at her house and with the help of Katie and the rest of the girls, they did a fabulous time.

Katie even ordered awesome t-shirts for us all to wear.

And the place was decorated to a T.

Seriously, Sarah moved to Seattle and became Martha Stewart.

I might just have to hire her!

After a few hours of ridiculousness, MegO called the cabs and we were ready to dance the night away.

And where to stop first? 

Of course my most favorite Irish bar in Seattle - the Kells!

Pretty sure I had more fun than the band.

And didn't break my glass or spill my drink.

Not. Even. Once.

(although I probably could have used my awesome toilet paper veil, courtesy of Brittany, to clean it up)

(oh and they gave me a plastic cup.  smart girls)

After tearing it up with the band, it was time for my ALL TIME favorite place in Seattle.

Yup, you all know it.

Frontier Room.

Who else wouldn't want to spend the last couple of hours of their bachelorette night at a dirty bar, crammed with people, with a wood pile in the corner, listening to every awesome song you can dance to?

That is exactly why we went there.

Unfortunately, we have no pictures of the craziness that occurred.  

What happens at the Froniter Room, stays at the Frontier Room.

BUT, we finished off the night with some good old quality cheeseburgers, french fries and chocolate milkshakes.

YUMMMMMMM.

We all survived the night and were able to tell about it the next day.

We just left out a few key details.

Sometimes are better left unsaid . . . 

Can we do this again next week?!

PLEASE?