Inaugural Hen's Night!

Was at a hen’s night last sat for one of my closest friends..

it was first EVER hen’s night I’ve ever organised!!

Well.. although I was the ‘unofficial’ brides maid to YT’s wedding, I didn’t get to organise one for her.. coz she was in perth only a week before the wedding, so YT was too tired/stressed out to even think about a hen’s night.. So I begrudgingly threw all my research on a day spa/retreat bonanza in the bin.. :(

so we settled on a low key affair - tapas dinner at Mez.. no ‘male entertainment’ or anything naughty.. just good food, 2 bottles of red, loud girly chats and giggles about – diamond rings, babies, crazy in-laws, lingerie, Chinese wedding rituals, communicatively challenged men, and debate of whether male entertainment should be compulsory at hens nights. Followed by a lengthy photo session and the last table to leave the restaurant...

Unsuspecting bride-to-be (has no idea of the humiliation to come) and guests..

we got her an autograph bear – the cutest and bestest idea I’ve ever come up with.. (well.. stolen from another hens night I went to but I’m taking the credit!)..

all in all.. was a great night out.. reminded me how much I miss having my girlfriends around.. the good ole days of hanging out at the guild café, napping in the library, and the day long chats on the foreshore..

p.s. can’t resist a mini restaurant review to satisfy the gourmet journalist in me.. the food wasn’t too bad, very festive, dessert was deep fried dough in orange flower water (finger lickingly good).. but the service has little to be desired.. the waitress rolled her eyes, sighed, stomped away, tapped her feet while waiting for us to decide on our order, dirty looks, ignored our calls, and pretty much anything she can do to be rude.. ALSO.. I’m gonna give “the pony club” and “duende” a big :P for shunning us coz they “don’t take bookings of more than 6”.. GRRRR!!! It’s their loss I say.. So me not impressed..