wild weekend being bad, bad girls!

This weekend was S's birthday and true to our new year's resolution, we all got dolled up to hit the club to celebrate S's 23rd. She had rented a hotel room in Vaughan and wanted to go to Luxy, a new club located near Vaughan Mills. The place was gorgeous but the music was only so-so. I guess they chose to put their money into the decor and forsook a good DJ. We all have priorities, I suppose.

Six of us drove up with S to the hotel, which was actually pretty awesome. The room came with a kitchenette, a sitting room with a sofa, a bedroom with two queen beds, and a pretty spacious washroom. Since there were six of us, the sleeping arrangements dictated that three would share one bed, two would share the other, and someone would get the couch. I called the couch. I don't mind sleeping with the girls but when possible, I like to sleep alone. I'm a cuddler and I don't think I would be comfortable waking up cuddled up to one of the girls.

Six single ladies getting ready in a hotel room. It was chaos. We looked awesome, though, I would say. We definitely lived up to our bad, bad girls resolution and wore the shortest and often tightest dresses imaginable with sky high heels. Well, I didn't but I still suffered for wearing the shoes that I did. We looked hot and we all loved it. I don't wear dresses to clubs, especially not a super short skirt. I couldn't move quickly because I was always in danger of flashing everyone.

By the time the others arrived and the pre-drinking was begun in earnest, we were quite tipsy and ready to shake our asses. And so we did. The night passed in a blur and we all had a great time. I lost count of the number of people who stepped on me, kicked me with their heels, or spilled their drinks on me. I have no idea why I was such a good target but I was. I'll wait to see if there are any battle scars from this weekend. It was fun and no one intentionally set out to hurt me. It just happened.

When we got back to the hotel, half of us were on the phone or were texting guys. ST and I stayed up till almost 7:00am talking about men, sex, and our views on relationships. It was nice. She and I don't talk as much as we should, mostly because we're so busy. It was a good bonding moment.

This morning/afternoon, we went out for dim sum. It was good but I'm exhausted. And in pain. The prices we pay for a good time. It was so worth it.