MelissaBea

WHAT.A.WEEKEND. seriously, i haven’t partied 3 nights in a row since forever (and by forever i mean, miami).

the 80’s party on friday was a blast and a half. lots of neon, lots of booze and lots of laughs with my amazing college friends. fitzy and i ran the beer pong table (7 games in a row, bitches) and then we all headed out to one of my fave bars in the world, 10th & willow, got into a mini scuffle with some broad that made fun of our awesome outfits, hit up the diner (duh) anddd then i went home with one of my best guy friends .. again. at least i’m consistent, right? right.

i was hur-ting saturday morning but napped and rallied right in time for our alumni reunion. we sat at our seats for about 3.5 seconds before taking over the ice lounge where we completely forgot there was a basketball game going on. all my hard work and planning was beyond worth it as we had about 50 alum show up (pictured), including one of our founding chapter members who is now a chapter advisor and who (more importantly) bought me multiple patron shots. SHU lost but we kept the party going back in hoboken until the wee hours of the night, including 3 am burgers at lucky’s. 

surprisingly enough, i was not hungover sunday morning and got on the road around 10:30 am, was back in DC in record time and went straight to work on my only responsibility for mom’s 50th birthday bash: operation buy all the adult beverages. hat’s off to trader joe’s and total wine in springfield for making my job a breeze. the party was a blast, we surprised bea with a mariachi seranade (a dream of hers), i drunk danced with my dad all night and then called out of work yesterday morning.

like i said, WHAT.A.WEEKEND.