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I have to say - the best part was being with my 2 friends.... we could be stuck in an elevator all night and we'd probably be laughing and talking the whole time - so I really can't complain - THEY are the ones that made the night awesome - BUT....
Lucky Cheng's? S UCKED.... the food was awful - the waiter serving us (not the drag queen) yelled at us and said 'HELLO!!!' when we didn't take one of the dishes out of his hand (W T F????) and they never asked us if we wanted the shoe desert thingy that I was going to order when I made the reservation - oh well....
OK - so I wasn't wearing a tiara or a penis veil - or anything head to toe penis like every other bachelorette there that night - I was wearing my 'future trophy wife' t-shirt that no one bothere reading - LOL - and we were a tiny table of 3 girls, and the queen doing her show kept ignoring us (until I jumped up on the stage to challenge the other banan eaters and got a small bit of applause by the 2 straight guys in the place!
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much to their girlfriends chagrin - they gave me the worst looks for the rest of the night because we were sitting next to them and we kept chatting them up because they were funny!)
SOOOooo - then everyone starts peddling their services to us (mind you - we purchased a 29 dollar drink the size of a mixing bowl with a fondue flame in the middle, so we realized the money was going quick...) - tarot reading, massages (the guy wound up giving me a free massage and I took his card he was soooo good - he had vibrating hands - I'm not kidding!
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So then the guy selling the male revue comes over. One friend is DYING to go - the other would rather die than go - I tell her - ' Hey - It's MY lame bachelorette party - and I wanna see you cringe! We're going!'
So - we go to the 'Savage Men' - but we were too early, so they sent us over to Waiki Wally's for a drink (the best coconutty drink EVER!!!) and then we finally were let in - and it was the cheesiest, lamest, most hysterical thing ever - guys with nice arms but a little too much body fat to be strippers IMO are lip synching like the backstreet boys, working it for dollars and horny screams, dry humping girls' faces, lap dancing in thongs - they must have picked up on the fact that the 3 of us in our t-shirts and jeans sans high hair and penis garb were NOT shelling out the bucks for this, and they basically avoided us because we were just giggling idiots the entire time.... anytime someone came over to my friend - she would say 'I have no money' and they would run from her like she had the plague!!!!
BUT - I did wind up in the 'hot seat' on stage, and was picked up, flipped around, upside down (remember - I'm an ex-ballroom dancer - I was LOVING it, and struck poses in between!
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after that - we went to a dive bar, had some 2 dollar watermelon shots
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I tried hooking up my friend with a guy she struck up a conversation with, got his number for her (she was turned off when I told her not to call yet because he has to purchase more minutes for his phone!) struck up a conversation with the very nice taxi driver on the way back to penn station, almost missed our stop because we wre passed out, and called it a night!
Nothing like a bachelorette party to remind you why you are getting married in the 1st place!
I'll be surprised if any of you read all of this - sorry - I rambled!!!
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