Okay, so I'll still be an Irish girl, but after Friday (or whenever I get around to the paperwork) I'll have a new german last name. My lovely bridesmaids took me to D.C. for St. Patty's Day weekend and we had such an awesome time. Clearly it involved $5 v-neck t-shirts from Target (our fav), with the slogan 'Kate O'Hara's Last Whirl As An Irish Girl". They also got me a birdcage veil from Spencer's that at least 5 ppl at the bars asked me if it was my real headpiece (HA). Yep, I generally like to do car bombs and drink light beer while wearing my wedding gear (not) - oh, and it also said "bride" on it, so I'll assume these people were just drunk. Don't mind the asset tag on my phone (I need a phone cover).
But really, my friends rule- they are kind of the best. Clearly I had to take pictures of my outfits - by myself, in the mirror, that's how I roll. And how else does an Irish girl celebrate St. Patty's day, but in head to toe green? There is no other way. (Note: I could have asked my bridesmaid sitting right behind me to take the pic, but nahhhh.)
I know I've slacking on blogging lately, and might not be back here until I'm married - since that's ohhh FOUR DAYS from now. So, peace out bitches. See ya after I'm back from ANTIGUA! :)