Julie and Ray are going to get married in a couple weeks. I am so grateful I got to celebrate the end of her singlehood with the gang in San Antonio this weekend. Sarah blew us away with her amazing hostess powers. By day, we behaved like regular fancy ladies — wine tasting and looking fabulous whilst guffawing at all the fun we were having (see top photo). By night, we were our other selves — diva club goers. We wore little black dresses. Julie didn't. Because Julie doesn't have to play by the rules at her own party (Fine. That's what she was supposed to do). A limo picked us up and took us to Tony Parker's club, Nueve. The rest of the night consisted of dancing, Julie meeting Tony Parker and less singing on the ride home. Oh, and lots of sleep. Dancing + cocktails = a pleasant-ish slumber.
I don't remember the last time I had a girls weekend where there were no guys for an extended period of time. I say we do this again, ladies. Next stop: this grand wedding that everyone has been so excited for since homecoming. I can't wait to celebrate this special day.