Ok – the word WILD has many aspects and meanings to it. And here, I am using that word more due to the significance of the occasion in question. Laura’s Hens Party – purportedly the last time you are able to party like a single-woman – ensures that you have got to go through this ritual of doing awful challenges like a rite of passage before you tie the knot (bite the dust) or whatever people label marriage as now.
A lovely night out coordinated and planned by Mary and Natasha, Laura’s good mates – it was certainly an interesting night. Everyone’s engines were rather cold at the start of dinner but as the night (and Drinks, of course) progressed along, everyone started loosening up. Interestingly, everyone received little gift/party packs with some necessary accessories inside. Some items in there shall not be revealed of course!
Now, just approximately 2 glasses later at Luna Bar (and 1 flamin` lamborghini before) here’s the Bride to Be – sash and veil still amazingly intact! (Sobriety not so intact perhaps). Some stranger looked at her sash which said “Bride 2 Be” and commented “Oh, are you only 2nd best?” (he only could read part of the words i.e. 2 Be….)
Laura, taking not so much offense, scoffed “What do you mean 2nd best? I’m the best of the best wei!” And so the party went on.
So the night ended a tad bit early but for an old aunty like me – it was a well-spent night. The feet (and knees) start to creak and eyes get slighter heavy lidded. The back starts to ache and you are wishing you are back in bed, scrubbed and showered with a good book. Til the next hen’s party this weekend in BANGKOK for Angeline – the place of BANGKOK BANGERS!