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painting the town.

As expected, my pre-wedding laryngitis has turned into a full-on pre-wedding cold and am reporting to you live from my bed. While I'm not exactly jazzed to be sniffling, sneezing and hacking up violent Alien: Resurrection coughs, I'm taking advantage of these last moments of peace -- the calm before the storm so to speak.

As previously mentioned, Aurélien had his bachelor party last week that his friend Matthieu organized for him and their four best friends. It was a top secret mission with plans so air-tight, that despite my best efforts he wouldn't divulge any of the details. What could they possibly be doing? My imagination restricted me to the obvious guesses: Vegas, strip clubs, gambling, boozing. But since we don't live in LA and the fact that they were leaving at 8:30 am, I knew that what he had planned was a little more profound than overpriced drinks and nudie bars.

Their "boys gone wild" adventure was kicked off at a shooting range. Of course it was. Did they shoot animals? Thank God, no. Did they shoot targets? Nope. They drove two hours outside of Paris to shoot little ceramic discs in the air (one that we now have a souvenir of in our living room). Having been a teen in the 90s, the image of plates being shot in the air elicited the four words "dishes are done, man" and a mental note to download this forgotten classic.

Heading back into the city, they made a stop into this abandoned building....   



...passed this Parisian scenic beauty,

...crept through this creepy door,




 ...and painted this.

This soon-to-be demolished building has temporarily been taken over by artists, where every inch was covered in paintings and installations from well-known street artists to new-comers. Matthieu was absolutely right when he said that I would never guess what he had planned for their boy's outing.

What happened after was more typical; boozing it up with whiskey-filled flasks at a showing of Iron Man 3, eating hamburgers and drinking beer, hitting up bars at Bastille and swearing that they didn't go to the Penthouse Club on the Champs-Elysées (not that I would care.) I didn't press him for too many details, after all, wasn't it me who was sipping rosé out of a veiny flesh-toned penis straw only a few weeks ago?

13 comments:

  1. Ahhh the straw!:)))

    Cool stag "day":) Men are such funny little creatures:)

    I'm not surprised you're ill. Weddings are stressful business. But as I said in my last comment, at least you're getting it out of your system before the big day:) Less than two weeks to go... Amazing!

    Get some rest and get well soon!

    Big hugs xxx

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    1. Hahaha the veiny straw!!! So gross. I saved it and slip it in Aurelien's glass every so often for a giggle. It works every time.

      Their stag day was definitely very original, but they're artsy guys. I couldn't imagine them doing shots off of a stripper at some trash bar outside of Paris. If they did, I would be pretty surprised!

      All rested and ready to rock! It's approaching!!!

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  2. Ha, no, I would never have guessed the first part either, although thanks for the trip down memory lane, I *loved* Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead, although I haven't watched it in years, I now feel the urge to hunt it down...

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    1. How awesome is that movie? I can watch it over and over! I love the line "I'm right on top of it Rose!" I used to say that back when I was working in a corporate office in NY. It generally got the response: "Who's Rose?"

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  3. Better to get that cold out of the way now, get well soon! How cute is that mural?

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    1. All good now Gwan! Thanks! I won't get you sick when we have our mini girl's night in! : )

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  4. I second the Duchesse...get all the rest you can now...

    and you will appreciate this...my daughter works at an upscale restaurant in town and every day Jason Priestly comes in for lunch...Brandon Walsh in the flesh...she serves him most days..he's very chill, very handsome and dines alone....

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    1. Oh, that's true! He's Canadian! I'd totally forgotten about that!

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    2. Oh I so appreciate that Deb! Who doesn't love Brandon Walsh: the ultimate voice of reason. It's no surprise that he gives off a good impression. Good boy! I used to wait on Luke Perry AND my favorite Grant Show (Jake from Melrose Place) used to come in with Carlton from the Fresh Prince! So random but so 90s! Thanks for confirming Jason Priestley's infinite awesomeness!

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  5. Ugh, being sick in the spring is the worst... being stuck in bed when the sun is finally out, boo! BUT glad you're seeing the good side of it, and enjoying the moments of calm. And that sounds like a very solid bachelor party. Guns, spray paint and burgers. :) Feel better!

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    1. Thanks Heather! I'm all better now but yeah a cold when it's warm and lovely out? The worst!! At least in the winter you know you're not missing out on anything!

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  6. OOOOOOH MAN THAT SOUNDS FUN! Wish I'd done that for my bachelorette party -- gone shooting little plates. Hope the cold's long past; As usual I'm reading in a bunch and loving every minute of it.

    Ready for the best weekend of your life?
    xx

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  7. HIs bachelor party sounds like Gregory's dream day. Poor Gregory, he never got to have one, maybe I'll arrange something like this for him. And maybe I'll throw a very belated bachelorette for me... minus the veiny penis straws. Sick and wrong. x.

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