Once we arrived and I got my first round of tears out of the way, the girls sat me down with a glass of champagne (or wine, I can't quite remember) and began showering me with gifts.
BM Breezy is explaining the game to me.
I should be more aware of my face when cameras are around.
Also notice the penis cake.
Each bridesmaid gifted me lingerie but left their names off the bag/box. I had to guess who each piece was from and after all presents were opened the identities would be revealed. This was a really really fun game and one I recommend for all bachelorette parties. Seriously, my lingerie collection is stocked for the next few years (til I have a baby and get fat).
I managed to guess 3 out of the 6 gifts correctly. When I opened this next bag, however, I knew *exactly* who it was from:
What I like to call the Full Borat.
The thong is pulled up over my shoulders. Awesome, huh? I have no shame.
Oh, and please notice my sweet Spanx. It was my only option.
See, BM Helen is a big ol jokester so I knew the girl who gifted me a 44 HH bra and the XXL (probably bigger) thong could only be her. Thanks, girl. I know Josh will looove those.
After a bit more mingling it was off to the restaurant! We crammed ourselves into a cab and went on our merry way.
When I say "crammed" I do mean crammed.
That's jokester Helen front and center.
We had reservations at Zocalo, a fabulous Mexican restaurant in Downtown Cleveland. It was an awesome place for a big group and we had the best waitress in the place! She also made the BEST guacamole I've ever had ever ever EVER in my life:
She made this table-side, specially for our party.
I got to specify the amount of each ingredient and she made it. It was SO amazing.
Don't I have the most beautiful Future Mother-in-Law?? This is really the only other pic I took at the restaurant.
Dinner was amazing and shockingly very reasonably priced. We had about sixteen people and the food bill (not including bar) came in under $200. My mom unexpectedly and graciously picked up the food bill. Thanks, Mom!
Oh, before I go any further, let me address the thing on my head:
Initially I was adamantly against wearing any kind of veil/sash/penis-anything crap. For me, I'm just not that into it. It looks great and works for other brides, but for me personally it's just not how I wanted to look. But...the girls got me a tiara AND a veil/tiara combo AND a sash. Since they were sparkly and not penis-covered, I decided to humor them, suck it up, and rock the shit out of the tiara and tiara veil. You can't tell, but I wore them both. Because I'm just that freakin' fabulous.
Up next, the party REALLY gets started.