August 31, 2003
Another Bachelorette party... this time with mostly naked guys
When my cousin had her bachelorette party last month & made it a spa day with dinner & dancing at the Sunset Room, I was so excited about going to the spa, I put a little countdown on my blog until the time for my massage.
On Saturday night, I attended the bachelorette party for my friend, who wanted to go to a male strip club. My idea of fun is NOT seeing sweaty, half-naked guys gyrate and grind themselves on my friends for dollar bills. However, seeing as I have the honor of being the Honorary Maid of Honor (don't ask) for the wedding, I had no choice but to go. Nonetheless, I did have a good time.
The evening started off with an early dinner at Maggiano's at The Grove/Farmer's Market. After a very yummy dinner, we headed to the strip club, where there were probably 6 different bachelorette parties going on. The Chippendales-esque show was held in WeHo at "The NEW Club 7969" (I haven't been there in years... the last time I was there, it was still Peanuts/Michelle's and I went on drag night where all the men were 100,000 times more beautiful than I!).
Here is a photo of the group of us at the male strip club. To protect the innocent, I've blocked out the faces of the bride-to-be and her friends. And in the case of the not-so-innocent (me), please keep to yourself how big my smile is in that photo. It was fun, ok? You should note that the "innocent" girls all have huge silly grins on their faces, too.
After the show, we headed to Miyagi's and did some dancing. The bride-to-be wanted to check out Beauty Bar, so we made an early exit. On the way to Hollywood, we stopped off at the Pleasure Chest so I could buy the bride & groom some fun stuff for the honeymoon. What a good Honorary Maid of Honor I am! (I should note that the bachelorette lucked out & didn't have to wear a veil, condoms, or penis paraphenalia because the stuff had accidentally been left at home.) I didn't buy my friend anything hardcore, but her little gift package included new lingerie, a set of edible bra and undies, a feather tickler, and some Motion Lotion. Oh and I bought her a Playgirl, so she wouldn't feel disappointed for not getting to see it "all" at the strip club.
We headed to Hollywood for Beauty Bar, but it was 1:30 and the line was out the door and around the corner & neither of us wanted to wait in line (I had to work on Sunday morning).
We called it a night and got to her home past 2am, beating the bachelor home by approx 15 minutes. By the time I got back to my home, it was almost 3:30 am. There is another story about what happened when I got home, but I will say that despite coming home with a feather tickler of my own from the Pleasure Chest, I did not stay up for anything fun.
Posted by jozjozjoz at August 31, 2003 05:39 PM | TrackBackYUM!
Posted by: skurdycat at September 2, 2003 11:58 AMWow! That sounds awesome. That's a great picture too.
Posted by: Ginny at September 2, 2003 12:41 PMThat picture is tooooo funny.
Maggiano's is like, the best ever too.
Posted by: sean at September 2, 2003 12:50 PMI demand equal time for the guys... where are the half drunk future brides-maids who are groping the male dancers!
Posted by: Yog Sothoth at September 2, 2003 01:02 PMHow fun! and Beauty Bar sounds very fun (I checked the site), I wanna go to happy hour next time I'm there!
Posted by: krix at September 2, 2003 01:46 PMBeauty Bar...is that the one where they do your nails and hair while you drink?
Posted by: Meeta at September 2, 2003 06:04 PMlooks like a good time was had by all :D
Posted by: azure at September 2, 2003 06:15 PMI wanna live in a big city and be able to do fun stuff :D
What a funny photo LOL
Posted by: Rachel in Alaska at September 3, 2003 12:47 PMSuch a double standard! I have never understood why male strippers don't completely undress but female stippers do. Is there a law or something? Damnit!
Posted by: Hunter at September 3, 2003 09:48 PMSo I was agoraphobitchen' to my man about these parties and as to how if he had one, I would have to outdo his. I would never want to know what went on at his...and at the same time always be collecting bits and pieces of the one night puzzle...in a catty jealous agoraphobitchen' way. Since I do not get out much, I assume the women get to see some orchestrated "show" controlled by the male dancers. Where as, female strippers are paraded on stage and available "intimately" for a little $20 bizzle and grizzle. I felt overwhelmed by the options out there for male bachelor parties...and felt there was not the "market" for women to outdo their counterparts. Therefore, I ruled these parties are very primitive and animalistic, like boxing and hunting, and that we as a society should have evolved past Psychotherapy Inducing Lewd Traditions! [PILT](or at least until we have more men able to let it "all hang out" in the sacred name of PILT). My man replied "I like boxing". I guess that meant I need start planning my bitchelorette party now!!! Chino (/www.hwmen.com) work with me!!!
Posted by: Agoraphobitch at September 4, 2003 10:37 AMThe male dancers can get wild. You may want to take a look at the ones promoted on http://www.bachelorettepartyfun.com which are all ligit entertainers and the finest hunks around :)
Posted by: amanda at February 27, 2004 03:54 PM