Bachelorette Party I

This weekend a few of my SF girlfriends (and one guy, Armel, of course) threw me the most fun Polk Street bar crawl. Complete with a tiara and veil, made by my lil' sis Angela (who flew down from Seattle just for the festivities, awesome). Much fun was had by all, and that probably includes the "geek" I had to ask to buy me a shot of Petron, and the guy who probably still has "Jill" written on his chest in my deepest purple shade of Mac lipstick. Armel got me some "signature" undies, and most of what the girls signed is not appropriate for this site. Cute. Cute. Cute. I may frame them and hang them somewhere non-public (like the bathroom closet!).

Some of the pretty girls, in their gorgeous little black dresses! Angela is truly mezmorized by the disco balls at Vertigo. Ang, shall we expect to see a repeat somewhere around your house? :) Thanks again for coming, it was amazing to see you!!