After getting off of the plane, we were destined to head straight to a pawn shop . Not just any pawn shop but the pawn shop of the now famous History channel series Pawn Stars. God, I love that show.
Rather than going straight there, we thought it would be better to “get ready” for our first night out in Vegas. That can only mean one thing: Bronzer. Actually, it meant a lot of things but bronzer was the reoccurring accessory, if you will. We turned a shower stall into a spray tanning booth and were instantly transformed into west coast. What snow?
(By the way, don’t try this at home. Seriously. Getting the spray on tan off of a tub doesn’t look easy.)
With our instant bronze and party dresses on, we headed off the strip and into a territory filled with cheesy wedding chapels, bail bonds signs, X-rated gift shops and several pawn shops.
There was a line.
A long line filled with elderly and overweight tourists. It wasn’t anything like a line outside of a trendy club although that is exactly the line we looked like we should have been in. Just when we were reconsidering our outfit choices, we were whisked inside not because we were tourists like all of the others but because we were there for official business.
The bachelorette came prepared to kiss her past good bye. She sold all of the gifts of past boyfriends. After a little negotiating with a couple of guys that I've never seen on the show she collected a tidy lump sum.
Then we went to dinner. On the ex’s dime.
And I waved to Big Hoss who was the only one there filming at the time. No Old Man.
The rest of the weekend was a total bore.
The end.
-The perennial bridesmaid
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This is an awesome idea! Like a cleansing, ritual sacrifice, but one that makes a profit. I'd love to see this as a new pre-wedding trend.
ReplyDeleteIt was such a refreshing way to say goodbye to the single life! I highly recommend "cash for gold" to all brides to be!!!
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