Double Trouble

While La was in Arizona, I did have something to preoccupy me. It was the fact that my college buddies — some of whom I have not seen in years — were coming to town for a dual bachelorette party. And I was co-planning the event.

One of the lovely ladies visiting was BFF Kristin, (aka: LuLu, Louie, Krissy, and even KrissyJeanTheBubbleGumMachine) who flew in from San Fran. 

Now, Krissy has a style all her own. Most of the time, I would call her look "Sophisticated Shabby Chic" (with a touch of hippie). But Saturday, she sported something she calls "The Tourist." The look was layered with baggy clothing, coupled with a serious-looking SLR Camera slung casually around her shoulder and finished with a spray tan (that I also partook in) ... Then! Later in the afternoon she morphed into another one of her signature looks: BODACIOUS BABE. 

Have a gander at the "looks" of LuLu:

Then, we were off to Renee's rockin' pad to kick off our Bachelorette Extravaganza. Renee lives in a brand new high rise right near Navy Pier. It was the perfect place to begin the night.

Didn't the brides look lovely?

Meagan (left) and Ellyn (right)

Our motto for the night was "Five to Five." Meaning we were starting the shindig at 5:00 pm and would not return to our respective abodes until 5:00 am. We were so pumped about this and SO COMPLETELY SERIOUS about the oath. Every once in a while we would put our hands in the middle of our circle and should "FIVE TO FIVE!" to validate our promise to each other.

I'm sure everyone around us thought we were so cool when we did this. 

After some champagne and hors d'oeuvres, we headed over to Sunda. The food and ambiance were impeccable and the service was great. I highly recommend this restaurant.

Clockwise from left: Me, Aunt M, Poonam, Amy, Renee, Emily

Meagan, Kristin and I decided to test our fate with false eyelashes, which we picked up at Walgreen's earlier in the day. The decision to purchase the falsies proved to be disastrous, but they were fun for the evening. (albeit a little heavy on the lids)

Poonam's friend, who is an ex-NBA player (we call him Ted but we don't know his real name) knew that we were headed out for a bachelorette party and decided to send "his driver" to pick us up at the restaurant and drive us around the city, drinking champagne in the limo. For free.

Um, Ted? You FREAKING ROCK.

Do you like how the only bag I saw fit to tote the boas around with me (while I was dressed like a $2 hooker) was one of La's leftover American Girl bags? Mental note for next time: NOT. APPROPRIATE. AT. ALL.

As you can see below, at this point, the false lashes had become WAY too heavy for my little eye lids.

We wrapped the party up at The Underground, with a VIP booth and bottle service. It was pretty cool, I must say.

Alas, by the time 2:30 am rolled around, most of us were staring blankly at each other, craving our beds like no other. I think my head was resting on my hands and my eyes were closed in the middle of our U-shaped booth at the club by 2:00 actually. And the party was JUST GETTING STARTED IN THAT BAR. 

And that's when I realized that I am a mom. I am pushing 30. I am by no means "cool" nor do I profess to be. And there is NO REASON for me to fake that I'm down with staying awake until 5:00 am. I'm lucky to have made it to 2:30. I've had my fun now get me home.

Girls, Saturday night was an absolute blast. I hope the brides had a night to remember. I know I did!