a bachelorette fete: daci's.

TODAY, DJ from just d and y is sharing her bachelorette adventure.

her blog keeps me in stitches, & to top it all off, i actually know her in real life.

please don't hesitate to go check her out! you won't be sorry, i promise.

 

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I went to the site of JFK's assassination for my bachelorette party.

 

Hi, by the way. I'm DJ, lover of American History, hater of fun. 

 

(Kind of.) 

 

In 2009, a few months before my wedding, four friends and I decided to take a little road trip from Louisiana to Dallas. It was on this road trip that we came up with a plan of attack in the event that creepy guys tried to talk to any of us -- we would tell them our name was something "mom-ish" in the hopes that it might deter them. After a lengthy discussion, it was determined that we would go by the name of Carol. All five of us. No one would talk to a bunch of Carols.

 

 

It didn't work. 

 

(But we did invent Carol Convention, so it wasn't a total loss!)

 

The next day, the other Carols revealed that there was an ulterior motive to this trip: a bachelorette party for little old me.

 

But the first order of business was to wash the Dallas/Jersey Shore cooties off of us. We needed to detox, to do something completely intellectual to cancel out the hot mess that was the previous night.

 

The 6th Floor Museum in downtown Dallas -- housed in the building where Lee Harvey Oswald allegedly shot JFK -- was the obvious choice.

 

 

You guys, it was a really good museum. I highly recommend it. Maybe not for your scandalous bachelorette festivities, but you know. Any other time. 

 

For your bachelorette enjoyment, might I suggest the events that followed:

 

 

Receiving semi-scandalous lingerie (I fully believe 2008-2009 will be remembered in history as The Year of the Romper).

 

 

Eating cupcakes and partaking in a little Skittles vodka.

 

 

Waving at your adoring fans out of a glass elevator  (editor's pick - this one is extremely necessary to achieve maximum bachelorette-ness).

 

 

And last but not least, getting embarrassed onstage at a piano bar (no pictures appear to exist from this, which is probably not a bad thing.)

 

I hope Lauren is having a fabulous time at her bachelorette party -- and hopefully learning something in the process :) She's got me in the mood to reminisce about my wedding, so I've got a few pictures up on my blog today -- click here to check them out and say hi!

 

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read other bachelorette wrap-ups here:

natalie's.

and i hope you'll stop by again tomorrow to enjoy eliza's story.