No, I am NOT sick of talking about my bachelorette party because it was the best weekend ever.
Night #2 of my bachelorette party started with dinner at Jules Jazz and then moved to The Slipper Room in the LES. First of all, let’s just take a moment to acknowledge how thoughtful the dinner plan was. Matt knows I’m a Francophile and specifically chose a French restaurant as a nod to my love of the country and its culture. There was live music, which made it more fun and lively than your standard French spot. The Slipper Room was also a must because Matt, Karina, and I used to go all the time (ironically, I think?). I used to spend so much of my fun single days bopping around the LES that it was nice to relive that. The Slipper Room got a facelift a few years ago and is not as raunchy as it once was, but that doesn’t mean it’s any less fun. It’s burlesque mixed with a comedy/variety show so it’s perfect for a bachelorette party. It’s an opportunity to feel like you did some activity (vs. just standing around a bar) and experiencing something “sexy” that’s not a cheesy male stripper.
Like any truly great night out, Saturday ended with late night drunk food. Since we were right there in the LES, we went to Katz’s. Lucky for us, the famous table from When Harry Met Sally was open so Rebekah, Kathleen, and I snagged it so that I could, indeed, have what she had. I was shocked to learn that Kathleen had never seen the movie and didn’t even know about the famous scene. It’s not my mission to include this on her cinematic curriculum. As always, the food was delicious and kept me from being hungover the next day even though I didn’t get back to the hotel til 5 am.
I honestly don’t know how I survived my bachelorette weekend. Miraculously, though I went out like a wild woman, I managed to evade the hangover. I have zero idea how that happened. Similar to my experience on my 30th birthday, I think this was a present from the big guy above. A pre-wedding gift, if you will. Though we had brunch with the whole crew planned (which I now know was a ruse; more on that later), Matt told me he would be meeting me an hour or two earlier for a little Man of Honor/Bride bonding time. For about an hour and a half we walked around and chit chatted. The weather was gorgeous so it was nice just strolling with my best friend. We first stopped for coffee where I snapped this lovely pic of myself. I was still rocking the blowout from the night before (which did not even see a brush that morning) and wearing a sweatshirt I bought two days prior for $12 by the Lord & Taylor register without even trying it on. From there, we stopped in a nail place for cheap 10 minute back massages and then kept walking til we reached an East Village restaurant that turned out to be the venue for a surprise bridal shower.