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What's a proper engagement without a bachelorette party? Or in the case of this post's title, a Pretty Woman reference? My bachelorette party or rather, mon enterrement de vie de jeune fille which dramatically translates to "funeral of the life of a young girl", consisted of a cozy ladies who lunch gala. There was wine, nibbles, and playful gossip (thanks to this lunch, I totally learned that Kim Kardashian sent the Royal Family baby clothes and they sent them back to her! So juicy.) It was the perfect way to kick off the first warm weekend in Paris.

After top secret Facebook communication between Kale Project Kristen and my fiancé (who starting now will be addressed by his real name) Aurélien, that included a request to wear mariniere tops, a Paris bloggers bachelorette "boozy lunch" was established. Mama Shelter in the 20th, a chichi boutique hotel with a hip restaurant on its first floor served as the perfect venue for the occasion, with its Parisian chic by way of Manhattan décor and family-style portions.

Per the website of Mama Shelter, I was instructed to get off at the Porte de Bagnolet metro stop, which seemed right because the hotel is on rue de Bagnolet. Only in theory did this makes sense because nowhere on Google maps, Hopstop or their website were there directions to cut through a gas station (and in this particular instance, with a senior citizen couple) in order to get to rue de Bagnolet. When the couple asked me where I was going, I knew a name like Mama Shelter especially when narrated with a French accent wasn't going to provide any further help. As predicted, they immediately denied the existence of the hotel that was allegedly in the neighborhood they had lived in for over 30 years, and wished me bon courage. While it was appreciated, I like to save my bon courages for events a little more serious than directions. In my experience, especially here in Paris, a location will eventually present itself, so I put their well wishes in my back pocket to use at a later date.

By simply following the street numbers, I arrived at a rather large, pale stone hotel that seemed almost difficult to bypass without noticing, especially with the smell of their signature wood-oven burning pizza wafting out on to the street. 


Arriving at our marble top round table, I was greeted by Paris Pictours Lindsey, and Out and About in Paris' Mary-Kay. As guests trickled in (apparently it wasn't just me who had trouble finding the place), it was like a game of guess who's coming to dinner. I had had an idea of who might be coming, but wasn't exactly sure. Daisy de Plume of THATLou, followed by Emily from Emily in Exile, Paris Cheapskate's Jenna, and Kale Project Kristen finished off this fantastic line-up of my favorite ladies in Paris who were all wearing mariniere tops. An awesome theme if you ask me.

 
Within moments, we found ourselves giddy with giggles as we entertained each other with disturbing anatomically correct penis straws. These detailed little fun pops came in hot pink, purple, as well as assortment of peach and chocolate flesh tones, for those who want to imagine the real thing. Apparently things like dick straws (and I wonder why Google claims my blog has too much adult content) are difficult to find here in Paris, so one of the bloggers sent their own kin who is in the States on a special mission to purchase these multicolored balls on a stick. Who was this sassy blogger? That's my secret I'll never tell. xoxo.


Lunch was an array of salads, pizzas and of course, rosé. Our sever, who took a while to warm up to us dropped his cool facade once he realized what he really dealing with: a group of fun American girls dressed like "French people" in striped tops, adorning plastic mustache props, a red beret thrown in for good measure, all speaking really loud. A table of women chain-smoking electric cigarettes made sure to give what appeared to be disapproving glances, but imagining from their perspective I could understand why we had captured their attention. Think about it: what if you were in the States and saw a table of French girls all wearing cowboy hats and fringed vests, holding, I don't know, plastic buffalo wing props while hearing them talk about bites? How would you react? I for one would certainly be entertained.

Lunch lingered into early evening, ending with a small photo shoot out on the terrace. In a rose haze, the popular belief was that it would be an awesome idea to have everyone hold me while I held Lindsey's dog Oliver (who was also in a beret and stripped top). Being held by the ladies who didn't coordinate a plan to lower me down resulted in a loud thud; the sound of me being dropped me on the floor with a dog in my arms. Lesson of the evening: Never make decisions regarding any kind of levitation after two glasses of wine. Oliver was not impressed and padded off in a huff in his little outfit. And who was also unimpressed was an older woman on the terrace who looked beyond horrified by the very core of our existence. But really, what's a bachelorette party without making some kind of a ruckus?

I had an absolute blast, and now understand the magic that is a bachelorette party without having to go to a strip club. It was the perfect way to kick off the countdown of my vast approaching wedding with a group of talented, opinionated and genuinely kind people who did nothing short of making me feel special.   

Thank you all for a fabulous afternoon!

38 comments:

  1. Fantastic fun...loved the idea of everyone in the striped shirts..and those straws..ahem:)

    Sounds like a good time was had by all.

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    1. It certainly was. Definitely a fantastic Paris memory that will never be forgotten! I'm a lucky gal to know such fantastic ladies.

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  2. I love this and you deserve no less!! Wish I could have been there but it looks like the Paris ladies did all of us French expats proud. :)

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    1. It would have been a full on brouhaha if you and Sara Louise were there!! A girl can dream right? We need a blogapalooza Paris edition! When was the last time you were up here? : )

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  3. Sounds like a fabulous afternoon, my dear. What a lovely way to celebrate the lady love in your life. Cheers to you!

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    1. Thanks Danielle! It was a great way to kick off the warm weather, even though Sat was still on the fritz. We had a lovely time!

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  4. Did you save a couple of straws for the Versaillais' table at your wedding reception?;)

    Your Parisian ladies sure know how to throw a bachelorette party in style!:) Well-done!:)

    A little over a month to go:)

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    1. Ahhhhh, Duchesse!! I lost my weenie straw!!! I thought I made sure to place it in my purse but it must have fallen out! I would have love to have seen the face of whomever found it!!

      It was a wonderful afternoon of laughs and inappropriate comments!

      30 days and counting..... ahhhhh!!!!!!

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  5. Sounds like SO much fun! Really looking forward to checking out Mama Shelter soon! I think it's a place my girlfriends and I will love. Congratulations on your engagement!!

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    1. Hi Opera Tricia (love the name!), welcome! Yes, you must check this place out. It's a great spot. FYI - the portions are big, so one of their salads and a pizza is enough for three people. Good to know, eh?

      Thank you for commenting and the well wishes. : )

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  6. ROFL, I love that the dog was dressed up too, especially that he went off in Gallic huff after he ignominious descent!

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    1. Oh Oliver was not AT ALL impressed with my doggy handling skills - or lack thereof. I'm a cat person and know all the fatty spots to hold them so they're comfortable, but dogs are so skinny so I don't know where their sweet spots are. Holding Oliver privileges have been RESCINDED - effective immediately. He's totally French now.

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  7. So much fun, ladies! Happy to have been part of such a great celebration. I think we need to see one of those photos from the patio! xoxo

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    1. I'll send the only I have in the group email. I just have to snap a photo of it. I'll do it when I get back from work tonight! It was such a good time!!!

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  8. Sounds like so much fun!! You made me crack up ! Im glad you had a good time :))

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    1. Hahaha thanks! You totally would have laughed if you saw us all dressed up like "French people". We were pretty ridiculous!

      Emma, what's your blog address? It's not on your twitter profile page of your Google+ page. I can't find it. Could you pass it on?

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  9. you totally had a blast - i see :)congrats

    Chris
    senyoritalakwachera.com

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    1. It certainly was. : ) Thanks for commenting, Chris!

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  10. The only thing cooler than having your Bachelorette at the Mama Shelter... doing it in matching striped tops and berets!
    Only one month and two days left to go!!! xo

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    1. I had never heard of Mama Shelter before last week but apparently everyone secretly knows about it, including Aurelien. I must live under a rock!

      SL - I wish you were there!! Do you guys ever make it to Paris? I think you and Heather are due for a trip. : )

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  11. I thought the shirt idea was great, but it looked even cuter in person with all the different sized stripes and you in red stripes, and especially with even the dog participating! I loved that he had a little beret. It was loads of fun and a great way to kick off the weekend with the best weather in, what? Two years? ;)

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    1. Omg, the little itty bitty beret. He was so presh in his little outfit. I'm more of a cat person (I know you are too - Maza!) but Oliver is a major exception, he is too cute.

      THANK YOU so much for coming, Emily and thank you for the bottle of champers. I'll pop it open on a special occasion! xooxox.

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  12. What naughty fun we had, indeed! Worst of all I still had my pink penis straw, mustache attached, in my bag the following day when I went to a very elegant and proper bridal shower where, guess what? They played a lady's purse scavenger hunt! Tooooooo funny!

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    1. Totally naughty fun! He he he. ; )

      NOOOOOOOO!! The penis straw was discovered outside our lunch nook! What did they say???

      Thank you so much for coming and the awesome Madeline/Eloise book duo. So clever. I read them last night over a cup of camomile and was whisked back to childhood. Thank you.

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    2. Well luckily only the guest of honour and her best-pal saw, but it was really too funny because the game asked us to hold up various items from our purses for the room to see so I kept on getting scared the famous penis straw (for some reason I was really glad I had the pink one as though the black one would have made me more of a perv?) would fall out of the open-topped bag.

      So glad you had a visit with those bad girls - and even if the kids are boys, you can still read them to them to instill some badness, no?
      xxx

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    3. A lady's purse scavenger hunt? That's hilarious, Daisy! When I was switching purses yesterday, I found a very unexpected object at the bottom of my purse - a black, not an oh-so-innocent pink, penis straw. Unexpected because I had completely forgotten that it was there. Thank goodness it was me who found it and not someone else...

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  13. How magic!! That crafty Kristen, so kind of her. Leisurely lunches are just the best, I can only imagine how amazing it would have been at Mama Shelter! Sounds like it was so special, congrats! Can't wait to hear more wedding deets now that the count down is on! xx

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    1. It was so kind of her to organize this with Finding Noon Sylvia. It was exactly that, a long leisurely lunch with tons of girl talk. It was special. : ) Wedding deets coming!!! Ahhhhhhh so soon!!

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  14. Looks like an awesome time!! Nothing like a good group of fun blogging women to get the ball rolling in the right direction. :)

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    1. It was good time! I hope your dinner went well also!! I'll have to check out ton blog for deets. : )

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  15. Glad you had a great time!

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    1. YOU WERE MISSED!!!!!!!!! So do you know how excited I am to see you next month? But no really, like SO EXCITED!!!! AHHHH!

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    2. We REALLY missed you and your humorous comments, Gwan!

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  16. That sounds like a ridiculous amount of fun, even without strippers! ;) Your way was definitely a better way. And I'm in love with the fact that even the dog was decked out in appropriate gear. Love it.

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    1. So strippers make me super uncomfortable, especially female ones. The few times I was in the company of one, I've always wanted to wrap a blanket around her and chat. And guy ones just gross me out! They seem veiny...like veins, not vain. Ewww. I was happy that they didn't make an appearance!

      Oh la la, Oliver was OWNING his French puppy identity!

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    2. I'm totally with you on the strippers. I'm reeeeeally hoping that they don't make an appearance at my friend's bachelorette in June. Your version of a nice party (with just a hint of penis straw), seems like a much better plan!

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  17. Late to the party here but so happy that you had fun :) It was my pleasure to plan w/ Sylvia. And I have a few extra straws that I'm happy to bring to the big day x

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  18. I'm so happy that you're getting married, Ella! Otherwise, we wouldn't have had an excuse to get together for such a fabulously fun afternoon. I'm thinking that we'll have to reunite our striped French shirts at some point - maybe at the next Fashion Night Out in Paris. ;)

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