Dreaming of Mrs Joyce

In 365 days time on 28th April 2006 I will get married to Mr Jason Joyce and will become a Mrs. Me a Mrs, it seems hard to imagine. I have always had strange dreams a disease I appear to have caught from my mother. This blog is dedicated to my thoughts in the run up to our wedding and my strange dreams - enjoy!

Friday, April 07, 2006

The Restaurant


Naughty Nun!
Originally uploaded by Mucky Lou.
Well I think I will go into more detail about the evening as it was a very interesting one.

First of all I was instructed to be in Becky and Sarah's room at 6.15pm where they would help me to get ready. I knocked on the door to be greeted by Becky in a kinky army outfit from Ann Summers and Sarah dressed as a foxy air hostess. I was still none the wiser as to what the theme of the evening was and I was even more intrigued when Aimee turned up as nun, Sarah as a French maid and Julie as a bitch sporting a fetching dog collar???!!!! The theme was revealed as Mucky Lou's Fantasy Queens!

They made me close my eyes whilst they dressed me up as a police woman complete with truncheon, flashing nipples, furry handcuffs and a willy whistle. These were teamed up nicely with Mucky Lou ā€˜L’ Plates that flashed and a hat and veil. – classy!

Then we met up with everyone else which was really funny - Laura and Oli were big cocks with marigolds on their feet (good thing to fantasise about!). Then there were some school girls, French maids, a few bunny girls, an army chick, a fairy, a Can Can girl, a red Indian (strange fantasy that one) throw in another copper and you have a big group of obscurely dressed ladies - Liverpool didn't know what had hit it!

First stop was the Indian restaurant around the corner which had another hen party and a stag party in residence but we certainly looked the best. Becky started on the Mr & Mrs questions which I kept getting right - good sign that I know Jason so well. Did a few mild dares but the others I was told I would have to wait for. The poor stag was forced to dress in a size 10 dress and was clearly not impressed - I did get to sit on his knee so that was good.

After a while I realised that everyone had pictures of me round their necks - these pictures were hideous - I am talking 14 years old with the worse perm ever looking moody and not to mention the ones of me sucking my thumb and showing off very bad sunburnt legs - ugh!

I had been taking it easy over the meal bar a very expensive double vodka to finish off - Sally did a good job of complaining and we weren't charged the full wack - £28 for four double vodkas and mixers! They were larger than double vodkas hence the hike in price but very dangerous if you were driving and not knowing you were getting larger measures.

Had a group photo on the stairs then headed out into Liverpool......



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