Sunday, July 31, 2011

Sex In The Windy City

And here I am in Chicago, for "The Daughter That I Didn't Have, But Should Have Had's" (hereafter known as Second Daughter, because that's just too hard to keep typing-- hungover)-- Bachelorette Party.  So it's really Saturday morning, yes I wrote this a day before you all get to read it, but that's just because I didn't want to miss my Sunday morning deadline, and we have brunch and travel plans on Sunday.

The party was a huge success, and I'm so glad that my daughter and I were not only included (of course we would be) but could afford to come.  We all dressed up as slutty versions of ourselves, complete with make up and bright florescent wigs.  (mine was orange, my daughter green, and second daughter purple, other brides maids will be referred to by their color wig, there was Blue Hair Woman, Pink Bob Girl, and Dark Blue Mistress.  Now this was just the wedding party, who at Second Daughters house, had all the usual party favors, penis straws, penis cake, lots of beads, rings, pins, (mine said Major Tease)  and of course our hair selections for the evening.  Was wonderful to dress up and be someone we were not for the evening.  And after our blow job lessons from the party planner, and purchasing our favorite sex toys or lubes, and drinking tons of wine, we left for the Wicker Park district of bar hopping (also known as six points for all you Chicago readers out there.)  While I usually have the most fun with my daughter -Green Hair Girl, and my second daughter Purple Bob Lady (as in Sadie, Sadie, Married Lady for those of you that know musical theater)  I must admit I had a lot of fun with the brides maids last night.

Blue Hair Woman was great at keeping us all together, (that is until we momentarily lost the bride, Purple Bob Lady for a few tense moments).  Blue Hair Woman was full of energy and I related to her camera hog ability.  I always hate my pictures, but was able to have some real fun with her in the Chicago underground as she gave my penis straw head, while I was wearing it stuck in my'd have to see the pictures to understand how fun it was.
Pink Bob Girl not only wanted to adopt me, but reminded me of myself at her age, in her 3 1/2 inch (at least) heels, she was continually getting  me up to dance with them all (we danced all night!  LOVED THAT).
Dark Blue Mistress was not only the easiest to talk to, but we had the same stamina.....started out hot and heavy, but pooped out about the same time, and found many opportunities not only to bond (ladies room talks!) but to share pictures and take some really cute ones for Purple Bob Lady of her really tired bridal party and me!  :D

I could go on and on about how much fun it was, and never really give you the idea of how great it felt to strut my stuff, and get not only admiring glances but actual disbelief that I could be the brides ma.  I think the orange wig must have helped make me look like I was their age.  My real hair got the usual raves from the girls and our wonderful Gay Man About Town escort, and you know its good when both demographics love it.  I still wish I'd get as many glances when I don't have orange hair. But Gay Man About Town did adopt me as a Fairy Princess.  LOL.

We are off to a roast tonight.....and then home early enough to get some Groom Time.  Have I mentioned how much I love this guy second daughter is marrying?  I do.  So I must get ready, and continue to catch up with my loved ones.  I miss you all, and wish at least one of you were here to share this with me, on my arm.

 But we can't always get what we want......but if we try, sometimes, we get what we need.  I'm off to get what I need.  Later.

1 comment:

  1. Sounds like a wonderful night. So great to lose yourself and find yourself at the same time.