Last week was a little cray cray, so my apologies for just now getting around to recapping Courtney's Bachelorette Party weekend in New Orleans. Hopefully it is worth the wait as New Orleans is full of characters, many of which can be found in photos below.
I really don't think you can go wrong hosting a Bachelorette Party in The Big Easy, especially if you have a mascot who goes by the name of Dr. C to accompany you. He was quite popular the entire weekend.
|Bachelorette Decor for the hotel room|
After we spent a few minutes getting dolled up, we took immediately to Bourbon Street to enjoy the day. One of the first things we spotted was a wedding march. How sweet is that "just married" couple with their umbrellas?
One of the first bars we ventured into had these "Chugglers", which might have been the best purchase of the weekend if I do say so myself. You can bong a beer from the comfort of your own cup.
In this same joint some rando man wanted to take a shot, so naturally I volunteered to join him. Jäger bombs before 11 a.m.? Only in NOLA, folks.
Next we took back to the street and ended up in Bourbon Street Blues Company where our bachelorette, Courtney, received a couple of G rated lap dances from some nice young lads. You're welcome.
At this point we realized we probably need to get some food in our bellies if we were going to make it through the first day, so we headed to the French Quarter to sight see before stopping to have a casual lunch at Cafe Pontalra.
After lunch we went to Lafitte's Blacksmith Shop, which was built between 1722 and 1732, and is reputed to be the oldest structure used as a bar in the United States. The Hurricanes and Bloody Mary's were STRONG:
After a drink at the historical and supposedly haunted Lafitte's, we went to "The Swamp" where I spotted this elegant creature next to me at the bar. My friends were shocked I whipped out my phone to snap her picture, but this was an opportunity I was not going to miss. #riskworththereward
|Rat Tail hair how-to post coming soon!|
We made a few more stops on Bourbon ...
... before we walked home to change into our matching tees and put wigs on:
I have no words. Shortly after this shot was had, we had a late dinner at Oceana Grill. While leaving dinner, I stepped off the curb, which is when the ankle #2 incident happened. As you can tell, we had a long day and every one was ready to retire for the night so we all got in a cab and went home.
The next day, we put our shirts on again (I mean, it's New Orleans ... never mind we had worn them the night before) ...
and walked (I hobbled) to Cafe Du Monde for their world famous beignets:
When they are served warm, they are worth all the hype. If you ever go to New Orleans, a stop here is a must:
|Ew, excuse my awkward smile and haggard look. I had the crab and corn chowder with fish po boy. #todie|
Dr. C showed up towards the end of our dinner at Emeril's. There were plenty side-eyes from a few patrons in the restaurant, but the staff loved him.
I highly recommend you get a Dr. C of your own if you are out for a Bachelorette Party on Bourbon Street. Every single person was throwing beads at him and stopping us on the street. Even this "lady" who gave Courtney a bachelorette whipping:
I think it's best I end on that note. Love me some New Orleans. Don't you?