I had a particularly alcohol filled Saturday night. And to top it off, I had the whole world on my thermostat setting. Booya.  I pretty much ended up everywhere last night as a combination of booze and weather love. I was thinking ah yes a great night to go out. Spring fever was in full effect, but alas…

Apparently, no one told me the entire night would be filled with bachelorette parties!

Bachelorettes and their entourage are an interesting bunch. I have yet to fully understand this rather lame social phenomenon. I mean guys fully appreciate their last night of singlehood and often embark on a quest to get fully wasted, justifying the gropage of strippers and the full embarrassing of the groom. Sorry ladies, it happens 9 out 10 times whether you like it or not.

Bachelorettes (at least the ones from last night) were the total opposite. I think I saw 5 separate bachelorette parties and 4 of those were probably some of the most boring parties I’ve ever seen. Honestly, it’s your last night to be out: live it up.

First of all, bachelorette parties make an extra special effort to stick out from the norm which is fine. But, can we clearly label the bachelorette? It’s so hard to find the one between all the glow sticks, silly hats and mini tiaras.

My favorite encounter with a b-party was with a small 4 to 5 lady party sitting at the end of the bar at Blue Light. »Read More

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