Two mad, super mad parties before we bid adieu to our single gallivanting lifes! As the saying goes, one last chance before the groom loses his Bachelors degree and the bride earns her Masters!
Though there were no scantily clad men in gold thongs popping out of a cake Vegas style as I had fantasized many nights before, I really had a good time! No better way to celebrate than to satisfy our hunger for drinks and show off unlimited dancemoves from the grinding to breakdancing. The groom is an 80s kid with some Wacko Jacko moves, and the bride can't deny now she's got some rnb blood going on! :)
But I must say, it was the company that really mattered (and not the super nice malibu pineapple and signature suite with two balconies facing the city skyline and men getting jiggly with their thangs on stage). These are friends who have helped us through the bittersweets, workmates who cover my backs amidst ugly corporate bullshit and of course the wedding delegates - they are the real trophies we want to parade with on the aisle.
God, I can't wait. It's less than a week away and we'll be husband and wife. I just cannot imagine the first time, with trumpets playing, I say with pride, that he is my husband. It's like too adult... I still feel like the pny-tailed girl playing with barbies under the table as her aunts yak about bedroom activities she can never visualise.
I'm ready, prepared mentally and enjoying th wholesome feeling. Next Saturday guys!
Pictures of the co-ed party at Fairmont hotel and hen's night at Gotham penthouse!
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