Imogen's hen day kicked off with the girls meeting up in the Westin Atrium, where vast quantities of club sandwiches were consumed on the mutual consensus that we would need the carb intake to offset the planned wine consumption later on.
This was all washed down with glasses of Moet (thanks Jan and Lou) after which we tottered off down to the Heavenly Spa. Imogen opted for the Butterfly sports massage where she was liberally pummelled whilst the rest of us chose the more girly facials and reflexology treatments. Before we knew it, we looked at the clock on the wall in the jacuzzi room and it was already 6pm - so time to get out and start drinking!
We all congregated in Oeno wine bar and to unite us all I kitted everyone out in red sashes which proved very popular. As the night progressed these were worn in more and more elaborate ways - so by the time we moved on to the Barasti most of these were sported round foreheads, rambo style. Amy looked particularly menacing!
My memory after this point is somewhat dulled but I seem to recall, in no particular order,
- french blokes trying to hit on us,
- attempting to gatecrash a private party,
- random taxi rides to the Media Rotana,
- stealth trips to Burger King,
- Imogen's entire body covered in red plaits,
- an extremely dodgy pub,
- wild dancing,
- country dancing, "Macarena", "Saturday night",
- competition over who had the best moves to said songs,
and best of all 2 blokes whipping their tops off and gyrating their hips and more in Imogen's face... I'll leave the photos to finish off the tale since the camera has a far better memory than I do of the night!
It was an excellent day so thank you very much Imogen for inviting us all!
X Chief Bridesmaid
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