Years before and even after Greg, Ali was my Valentine. We would sit at the pre - remodeled Trader Vic's in Beverly Hills when it was dark, seedy, smelled like a gym locker and WONDERFUL.
The sixty year old bar staff would bring us orchids and re-fill our bar snacks while we shared a Scorpion Bowl with our long straws. So romantic, right?
The sixty year old bar staff would bring us orchids and re-fill our bar snacks while we shared a Scorpion Bowl with our long straws. So romantic, right?
Those cherished memories prompted the theme for Ali's Bachelorette.
Proper drinking cocktail coconut containers.
The "Mrs" headband in true Tiki form and the rum keg they "gave" us on her 23rd birthday.
A little beach time in Marina Del REH.
Dive Bars, Boozy Hula Hooping and an attempt to break someone's face will not be documented on the blog.
But Mr. Magnum P.I. will be.
Congrat's my Valentine Ali! Wedding's up next!
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