For Meg's Bachelorette we did a champagne crawl through Manhattan in a white stretch limousine.
That's right. You heard me.
Meg was given a card with a clue as to where the next bubble stop would be.
A few champagnes in and the clues suddenly seemed SO hard.
Notes from friends who are far away/knocked up/have 2 week olds where delivered with a glass of champs for our bride to be.
And I'm still making the 'ol headbands.
No more pics due to the amount of "fun" in the photos.