Oh! I had lunch with the lovely MBGeekOut guys. I love them so much! We had lunch at Margaritaville and this happened.
So attractive. Also fuck yeah pickles and chicken fingers. Don't judge me.
So, Saturday. Whitney and I had stayed at my place the night before so we got up around 8am to shower and get a little ready. There was a bridesmaid brunch planned for 10am and then we needed to go help set up the park and the reception hall. Except Haili, Celia and Rina got to brunch late because they had been up all morning setting up the reception hall! After brunch we went to the park, did the minute amount of setting up that needed done and went and sat in the hotel room for ~4 hours. We started another movie but I wasn't paying attention, did our hair and makeup and still had HOLY SHIT SO MUCH TIME. Eventually Whitney and I got hungry and went to the Beach House Bar & Grill across the street, where I got more chicken fingers (I was in a chicken fingery mood).
FINALLY it was time to go to the house where we were to get ready. Except all of us bridesmaids had already done our hair, makeup and put our dresses on. All that was needed was to get Haili in her dress and get the whole shindig over with.
Around this point is when Kat, other bridesmaid, and I started getting really anxious and nervous. We took a lot of pictures at this point too! Haili looked so damn beautiful. I could hardly stop looking at her. I was also just so amazed that my friends are getting married and moving on to the next chapter in their lives. The majority of the pics I took at this point were of her.
Kat and Whitney doing last minute touchups.
Haili! SO beautiful.
The three bridesmaids, Kat, Me, Whitney
Love the shoes.
Finally, it was time to go stand out there. There wasn't any sort of procession or walking down the aisle. Haili just wanted us to "just go" and stand where we were supposed to. So we did. It was easy and none of us fell or tripped on our dresses! So glad I wore wedges instead of heels though since the other two were sinking into the dirt hahahaha.
The ceremony was very short, very cute. I almost cried (and then later I did shed a tear or two during their first dance). Afterwards we did some professional pics (none of the ones with the bridesmaids in them have surfaced yet though).
The happy couple!
Then we went off to the reception, where we ate and drank (a lot) and danced (a shit ton) and I did my speech (totally wung it) and it wasn't terrible! I even got people to laugh! Hooray!
We danced so much. There was so much dancing. Where are the pictures of me dancing?! I barely took any pictures because I hardly stopped dancing all night! Tip for the future though: beer + lots of dancing do not mix well. I drank one glass of wine, three beers and then two bottles of water after I got all bubbly inside.
And didn't eat any cake. :(
Haili had disposable cameras on every table so here's some of the pics we were captured in!
Celia (who was a groomsman), Kat, Whitney, Me
Celia, Kat, Me
This is us dancing during "Baby Got Back" which we requested after GOOGLING ON OUR PHONES top 90s hits because we were all too tipsy to think of any ourselves. How pathetic are we hahaha.
Eventually all the shiz was over, and we helped clean up the place before Whitney, Jeff (her fiancé) and I went off to Broadway at the Beach to get our booze on (more). Whitney and I changed into more appropriate attire in Jeff's truck and started our night at Fat Tuesday (after I said hello to my two favorite bouncers, Dave and Kevin and got some new plastic rings from the Broadway Louie's arcade counter). Fat Tuesday's drinks weren't strong enough for us so we decided to head elsewhere.
We all realized that we had never been to Crocodile Rocks before, but that we had all heard excellent things about the place (not to mention there's always a huge line outside even though it has a cover charge). Since none of us are locals to MB anymore we couldn't get in free that way, but luckily my bouncer friend, Kevin, got us in! Love him! We even managed to snag a table near the stage! Long story short, I drank a lot of beers and everyone was singing at the top of their lungs to every song, myself included. It was so fun.
And then I got called up on stage.
And the pianist serenaded me with Journey's "Open Arms" and it was so cute and I was so drunk and so embarrassed and flattered at the same time.
I hit on him afterwards.
We stayed till they closed and finally went back to my dad's place since Whit and Jeff were crashing there too. We ended up staying up just eating boiled peanuts and talking until near 3:30am.
That Saturday was probably one of the best days of my life.