the bride-2-be wanted me to accompany her to do her eyebrows on saturday and so the evil us planned a surprise hen party for her at the salon. (must thank the salon pple for allowing us to hold the party at their premises and even provided free flow of drinks along with the excellent services!)
anyhow, the gang were all ready with the cake, food and gifts at the spa while i went to pick her up on the pretense of accompanying her to the salon to do her brows. she had quite a shock when she saw her friends and cousins waiting for her!
we sat down on the arabic theme floors complete with comfy cushions and we all ate virgin-white beehoon, husband's (fish) balls cooked in spicy-tongue-mother-in-law's sambal and fried (chicken) weiners and fried hen-pecked chicken wings. even the name of the food followed the theme of the party!
all the guests either had a manicure or a pedicure while the bride.. *ahem* was forced to get her eyebrows and CB waxed! LOL! the bride-2-be was hesistant initially but the animal in her actually told the spa-lady to take it all OFF! SO PROUD OF YOU!! BRAVO!
pain is temporary. first night together is FOREVER! u are sooo gonna thank us later!
there was not as much screaming coming from the bride-2-be during the 'hairy-ordeal' as we would like to hear! BORING la u. you should have attempted to fake the screams to entertain us! and so after the ordeal, we all proceeded with the cock cake cutting ceremony. the look on her face when she saw the gigantic penis in chocolate cake form was priceless! made the bride-2-be wear a plastic toy tiara and made her do plenty of disgusting poses with the cake! someone even smeared white cream at the sides of her mouth and made her pose for the camera a VERY perverted look! LOL!!
by the time everyone finished with their manicure or pedicure, it was time for the spa to close and so we continued with our festivities at starbucks.
we had a slight encounter with the starbucks staff. we were seated at the smoker's table and pulled one more table from the non-smoking area to accomodate all of us. the bitch asked us if we were smoking and someone said yes. she said we cant smoke because we had taken a table from the non-smoker's area. when we said we wont smoke then, she said we still cant sit there because we would be depriving other smokers from using the table and the area. WTF?! as far as we all know, there is no legislation that states non smokers cannot sit in the smoker's area. and the crap about not allowing us to smoke because we had pulled a table from the non-smoker's area is bullshit la. i personally think she just didnt want the whole bunch of us to be there, period. someone needs to get laid.
when we went inside to take our orders, she and her colleagues were giving us a hard time. someone ordered a small drink and her the bitch's colleague was being ANNOYING by giving the 'over-here-we-dont-have-small-but-its-called-TALL' hoity-toity speech. what an ass! so what if we said small and not 'tall'. so much for Go the Extra Mile or whatever improve-the-service-industry-campaigns. we dont need campaigns. we need brain-surgery for retarded fucks who happened works in the service industry. people with no people skills should not be allowed to serve people. starbucks siglap, you failed miserably. eventhough i love your caramel frap, you had hurt me and my friends deep-deep. LOL!
we sat down and drank coffee and talked many many. gave the bride-2-be personal gifts from each of us. i got for the bride-2-be a photo frame and also a pack of condoms. very the essential, hokay! soon it was time for everyone to part. many people gave her lotions and body oil. (some people will be sliding off each other from being slippery, come thursday night!)
the bride-2-be and me decided on a spur to do simpang one last time before i bade her farewell as a single and welcome her into the world of marital bliss. we had longan and oyster omlette and sat down and reminisce the good old days.
as far as i can remember, bride-2-be was always there for me. both of us grew up together and are practically joined to the hip. our relationship has been full of laughs, joy, tears and food. i love her to death. i hope she had enjoyed the hen party, put together by me and one of her old friend. it was not perfect-perfect (due to the incompetency of some last minute irresponsible guests who rsvped at the eleventh hour, unable to make it to the party. so what if you had apologised? the whole party budget is determined by the number of attendees.) we still had fun. i hope it was a good send off.
wish i could upload the pictures here but its too graphic and bordering on por/nography so its a big no-no. LOL! i hope my post had done justice to the wonderful time we all had.
three more days to go till that someone becomes a mrs ib/ra/him. wooooot!
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