First I want to apologize. The girl that always always has her camera failed this weekend. I switched from my big purse to a smaller, empty purse to allow room for just my flip flops, ID and debit card. So all pics are courtesy of our camera phones.
The bride wanted a Beale Street bachelorette party, so we started the night with dinner downtown. Our goal for the night....dancing. Oh and staying out later than the bachelor, but our bride is a champ. Totally knew we would accomplish that. We headed to Alfred's where we knew we could dance and listen to some live music.
Before stepping inside, the bride was given her "scavenger hunt" for the night. She even completed a task before we got in the door. Told you, she's a champ.
|The bride and me with her checklist|
|First check on the "hunt"|
|The Bride, Tiff, LA & me|
Ok so maybe it wasn't the reeeeeal Michael Jackson, but he had moves!
Carlos, our very muscular bartender/waiter...ok so maybe his name wasn't really Carlos. I can't remember exactly. But he was nice and he signed the "well wishes/advice for the bride" book.
From there we headed a whopping 5 blocks to another classy Memphis bar, Raiford's. The walk was a little too much for some...
|She wasn't falling, she was checking for glaaaaass|
But we saw this awesome shirt on our walk there....
|Come at me Bro (hey, do you know where we can get some tacos?)|
We met some more friends along the way, pursuaded them to come to Raiford's too....only to decide at the door it wasn't worth it. Women...we are allowed to change our minds for the price of $15 per person.
That's where the night ended for me. I walked back to the parking garage with two other friends of the bride and made it home to my nice comfy bed at 2:40am. I forgot that drinking redbull keeps me up forever though. I don't think I fell asleep until around 4:30.
We had a great time celebrating Lora and FH's upcoming marriage. I can't wait for the wedding weekend. Considering we all started planning
after their first date early, it's been a long time coming!