Parties in the USA

So I have gotten some complaints about my blog struggling while I am DIYing.  The thing is, I'm working my butt off but I don't have much to show for it.  Lots of wall paper stripping, meeting old English tradesmen I can't understand, filling the millions of holes in the walls and painting.  You just be patient, little monsters.  The before and after shots are on their way!!

Meanwhile, as I have a lot of thinking time while spending the day alone, in between jamming to the latest tween hits on Heat Radio and praying that Katy Perry's Teenage Dream comes on next... I've been pondering a house warming party.  I don't know who I would invite, and that blows.  I want to show off my mad decorating skillz.  I need to make friends stat.  Anyone fancy a trip to England?

Here are some pics of awesome people I wish could party with me in our new house.  But at least I got to party with them in the USA while I was home...

Friends since birth. 

Richard was my locker partner and fellow camp lifeguard in highschool.

Now he's friends with my sister, Dani.  

She is always stealing my friends.

I am excellent at throwing parties.  

I even bought cotton candy vodka for this one.

I know, I know, you're jealous.

My mom and dad.  They party hard too.

My mom is the best hostess ever and I'd like to think I got her skills.  

Once my sister and I got in BIG trouble in high school

 for having people over without telling her ahead of time.  

When we explained that we didn't know why she was so upset she screamed...

"IF I KNEW YOU WERE HAVING PEOPLE OVER I WOULD'VE MADE HORS D'OUVRES!"

We've made sure to tell her ever since.

My baby sister and all her "tween" friends.  

She's actually in college now.  Big gurl.

Me, mom, Dani, and Lizzie.

Lizzie and her bff Tom.  

Prom Queen with her King.  

I love him because he wears bow ties and is only 18.

Dani and her boy toy Ryan.

Dani and I are Paris Hilton fans, stop judging us.

You're still judging.  Stop.  

Anyways, that's where she learned to soft smile like that.  

Man I love a good party!  

Oh annnnnnnnnnnnnd how about Alivia throws us all a party with lots of veggie food?!

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Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

One of my goals for my USA trip was to make sure the bride had the best bachelorrette party.

In the history of bachelorette parties, this one was going to make it into the books.

The essentials for such a rockin B party are...

 Lots of spicey gifts, in spicey gift bags....

The best roommates in the world - reunited, with Chi-town as our playground.

A few old dudes to hit on us... complete with hawaiian shirt and mustache.

Pop rocks lined martini and a phallic lollipop.

Cute boys to fall in love with us on the dance floor.  

Let it be noted, Kelly Leigh's love to dance....

Husbands of Kelly Leigh's HATE to dance.

We have an agreement regarding this.

Please note the tongue action on the below photo.

Go shawty!!

When bachelorette's get tired, they require nice,

 cute boys to carry them to their next location.

And when bachelorette's get hungry, 

they might ask said dude to carry them to a subway at 2 am.

And that my friends, is how you help your fave little Asian 

have her last night on the town as a single woman!

What do you think?

One for the books, eh?