The Bachelorette Party…


Just a few days before the wedding, there was a sudden urge that something was missing! The Bachelorette Bash. The exhaustion from the praparation and the wedding gitters were creeping on us, so besides my deep need to keep on planning and stressing out, My Girls, took me out for drinks and some dancing. It all started out civilized and decent, we went to SMI bar, in the heart of Tashkent city, simply because it was “our place”. We spend countless evenings here, chatting, gossiping, pouring our hearts out and simply making memories. We celebrated birthdays,anniversaries, graduations and other endless occasions, like Fridays and Saturdays. SMI bar, is the “golden” bar of the city, filled with over-paid businessmen, and over-materialistic teenagers. And sometimes actors and singers. Apart from that, it was just a cozy bar with great service, bearable prices and suitable music.

SMI bar, RIP and we miss you loads

A few coctails later, SMI got to crammed for us and we moved the party to VM bar, anoter memorable location, which we have flocked to since the early days of the first semester of University. A 5 b 12 room, with wooden tables,benches, and skiiing and mountain climbing equipment hanging off the ceiling, VM bar quickly gained its popularty amongst the local “extreme” public. A place that My Foosa has introduced us too, it was also the place where I did not run into Alex for two years, although we both hanged out there a few nights a week. Yura, the director of the bar, was the Best Man at our wedding. VM was the place to go, if you wanted to listen to some live local rock music, enjoy bran new company and dance in 2 by 4 area of “floor” with 80 other people. It was our place. There was no other place to celebrate my girls giving me away, then VM Bar.

Just outside VM bar, while still looking decent and pretty. From left to right: My Jenya, My Foosa and My Cynthia.

We are goofy like that. Normal pictures are very rare!

My Jenya and Me. Dancing and enjoying the evening.

As much fun as my Bachelorette party was, it was no different that any other great evening spend out with my girls. And the Bachelor’s party was a whole different deal…. ๐Ÿ™‚

Then we decided to have two weddings…


We could not solve the problem of having a tradtional wedding and still making it fun for our friends. My husbands buddies are all life-loving-beer-drinking-rocking-never-stopping kind of people. And there are over 20 of them. See below:

Then there were friends of mine, well-mannered-non-smoking-future-presidents who I wanted by my side in this special day.

And ofcourse we wanted to keep the wedding simple and traditional. With this “mission-impossible” pressing on our shoulders we seeked for a way out! We wanted to have our cake and eat it too! There was only one solution-to have the “biker” wedding separetly from the “traditional” wedding. In a bar. Two days after our wedding. In a bar. The bar where we both hang out for a few years, yet never ran into each other. As hectic as getting one wedding ready was, we had another one around the corner. That meant, another dress, other invitation, other menus and other event programs. Only the brave and the insane can pull that off, I guess we were a little of both ๐Ÿ™‚ Thankfully, our best man was the director of that certain bar, VM bar it is called. But that bar deserves its own post all together.