It’s safe to say that if you’re still talking about a party several
weeks later, that means it was PRETTY
EFFING EPIC.
Which is exactly what I was going for: To throw my twin
sister, Joy, an EPIC Bachelorette party.
AND GUESS WHAT!?
I DID IT!!!
I THREW AN EPIC
BACHELORETTE PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YAAAAAAAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let me tell you about this party, ya’ll.
Just in case you want to throw your OWN epic party.
Because
aside from the surprise inflatable penis that made an appearance, this party
could be the blueprint for any amazing family-type party—a literal family or a "friend family."
The key to success? Rent a beach house and have everyone
equally chip in upfront for all the food and alcohol.
So that when they show
up, all they need to do is take a deep breath and relax.
1,2,3....AHHHHHHH
This is exactly what happened from Sept. 17-20, 2015. Fourteen
girls spent the weekend at a beach house in Edisto Beach, SC, and the only thing on the agenda was go to the beach,
eat, drink, nap, repeat.
Oh and there was an outdoor shower too.
Joy was the one who requested a beach bachelorette, and not because those words sound good together.
It’s because the beach is the most fun, relaxing place in
the world and no one would have to worry about things like, uh, the real world for
three days.
This particular beach, about an hour south of Charleston, SC,
is also the most relaxed beach in the
area (less people, no beach police) and unlike Charleston beaches, alcohol is
expressly allowed.
Fellow bridesmaid Katy deserves all the credit for finding
and securing our particular beach house, discovering that if you book after Labor Day, the prices go down
considerably even though it’s beach weather well into October in South
Carolina.
I mean, really.
The beach house was accurately described as “shabby chic,” and it had a huge
kitchen/living room area for communal games, cooking and eating.
The trickiest part was coming up with menus for 14 that would be delicious, but also cheap.
I decided on a build-your-own-sandwich bar with two panini presses on the
counter.
This was not only cheap (bread, meat, cheese, condiments,
tomatoes, lettuce) but also in the spirit of doing whatever the F you wanted during those three days.
Don’t want lunch? Don’t eat lunch.
Want lunch? Plug in the panini press and go nuts.
It literally matched the theme of the weekend to a T.
Dinner was family-style sit-down meals, with taco night
Friday and pasta night Saturday, which was expertly planned, because
those are crowd-pleasers and good drunk food sustenance and ground beef can
be used for both.
And sandwich items like tomatoes and onion and cheese can also be used for tacos and HOLY SHIT I’M A GENIUS.
taco dinner duty
(Breakfast was eggs, cinnamon rolls, etc. but I
never woke up early enough to actually eat breakfast. I hear it was good.)
Food was purchased at Costco (with a scouting trip
beforehand pretending to buy everything and get prices) and Costco won over
everyone’s hearts in both the price and quality.
(Consider them if you decide
to throw your own 14-person, 3-day party.)
Now to the fun stuff: JOY.
This wasn’t just a girls’ vacation, this was A CELEBRATION
OF JOY!!!! (Literally and figuratively)
Joy, who had 13 friends willing to spend nearly
$100 each (plus the cost of gas) and
take three days out of their lives to celebrate her final months of singledom.
Everyone pitched in to make the weekend so perfect for Joy—people
stepped up to cook dinners and helped decorate the beach house with hand-made
banners and “team bride” cups.
Four girls actually flew into town for the
party.
One girl battled with the TV’s five remotes to find the LSU
college football game that Saturday, Joy’s favorite.
When Joy and I arrived at the beach house on Thursday night
around 8, the house was already decorated and set up for the weekend. (THANKS
FRIENDS) and I swear I didn’t see Joy stop smiling once.
I bought heart-shaped sunglasses (Thanks, China!) for everyone to wear on the beach.
It was the perfect tie-in to show that we were all together celebrating the bride-to-be (Strangers
on the beach stopped to say how cute they were and to give her marriage advice.)
Our friend Sara made a hand-made (hand-sewn!) sash and veil
for Joy to wear on the beach over her bikini, and it was the most adorable
thing ever, with her future last name on the back.
Charades was a fun post-dinner game on Friday, and we split
into two teams and picked dirty bachelorette words that I got off the internet.
(I wanted to play, too, so I didn’t look at the words when I
printed them and cut them out with my eyes closed so some were wonky and
cut-off but that was fun, too.)
It was the perfect opening night game, and Joy’s first charades of the word "cocktail" was one of the most memorable moments from the
weekend.
ring toss!!!!
On Saturday night, Joy’s official “bachelorette party”
night, we had pasta night, but there was a surprise: penis-shaped pasta!!!!
Can you see a tip???
I bought a box of these babies from an “adult” store (mom don’t ask).
They also
have penis pasta at Spencer’s gifts in the mall but the mall is depressing,
with hardly any nudity.
Surprise #2 was Joy’s favorite cake ever, A COOKIE CAKE FROM
THE AMERICAN COOKIE COMPANY.
When I ordered this cake, I came across a problem: The “family”
“Christian” American Cookie Company doesn’t believe in drawing penises on their
cakes.
How rude!
However, with creativity I didn’t even know I had, I asked
them to draw a palm tree...without any leaves.
I figured the base of the tree with coconuts would be a good
representation.
“You just want...the trunk?”
they asked.
“Yes.” I said, muffling my giggling. “We...uh...are adding
our own leaves.”
When fellow beach-goer Kristin went to pick up the cake,
they opened the box and said, “Is this OK?” and she also had to muffle her
giggling.
Surprise #3 was Joy GAMES.
We did the popular bachelorette games including a lingerie party and the game where we asked her fiancé,
Daniel, to answer questions and then asked Joy the same questions to try and
match his answers.
It was very funny, very drunken and Joy got most of the
answers right, such as Who has colder toes in bed? and What is something
thoughtful Joy does? (“I can’t believe he didn’t mention that I wash his coffee
cup”) haha
Then there was Joy and Daniel trivia.
I hosted the game, which was played like bar trivia.
I divided everyone into teams of two, of lifelong friends paired with newer
friends and bought everyone a little dry erase board and asked 20 questions
about Joy and Daniel.
The winning team got prizes that were also purchased from
the adult store. (LOL. mom.)
And then there was more drinking and laughing and running around on
the beach after dark and maybe some skinny dipping in the ocean and catching up with every single person for good quality
time.
And then more eating, more celebration, more
hugging, more wine.
...And then came the morning after.
(one person epitomizes how everyone feels in this photo,
find her.)
And that’s how it’s
done, ya’ll!!!
I could not have asked for a more perfect weekend, or a more
perfect reason to celebrate.
If the weekend was any indication of the quality and wholehearted
support we have of her marriage, then Joy will be just fine.
Everyone was so happy. IT was so happy!
Happy happy Joy Joy!
There was not one argument, not a single ounce of negativity at all. The coolest
group of friends ever.
Which is how a family vacation should be. :)
Now that I think about it, that's the secret to throwing a great party: The awesome friends you invite.
(Also the weather was perfect.)
I seriously would not have changed a thing.
Thank you, Joy, for bringing us all together.
And thank you, everyone, for helping me throw the most epic
party ever!!!!
Love you all to the beach and back.
:)
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go make a penis-shaped
macaroni necklace.
-Jenny