I think if i died tomorrow (god forbid), i would die complete. Last night was one of the craziest nights of my life, i crossed off about 3 things from my "bucket list" in a matter of hours. My night in 3 words: Tattoos. Hookah. Strippers. Yes, strippers. ;)
Results of my wild girl's night out, a tiny little peace sign on my right ankle. A tattoo. Wow. How surreal is that? The night started with us getting tattoos at "my tattoo shop." We walked in, considered it, and then decided "why not?" The tattoo artists made fun of us for how itty bitty teeny tiny our tattoos were, but to be honest, i feel pretty cool no matter how small they are ;)
After we thanked the tattoo artists for all their HARD work (psshh is took no longer than 5 minutes) The girls and i headed to the Hard Rock to a little hookah place. It is true, hookah tasted yummy. There was a show, provided by 2 really awesome belly dancers, one of which ate fire while balancing a sword on her head. (ok maybe not the two at the same time, but she did do it seperatly) We ordered falafels and had a blast. :)
Finally, for the cherry on top, we went to Club Madonna's. Supposedly the hottest strip club on south beach, but it was LAME. It is a lot smaller than what you think and the dancers don't know what they are doing. There was only one that my friends and i did not get a good laugh from, and that was Brown Suga'. She was flipping and twisting and doing all these crazy tricks like there was no tomorrow, all while wearing 6 inch stripper heels. I was impressed :)
We got home around four o' clock only to search for an open Mcdonalds (who apparently dont have the dollar menu on their late night menu. schvat?) and eat!! We finally went to bed at 6, by that time, everyone was bambooshed and tired. Some wild night..
Oh there are no pictures because no one thought of bringing a camera :/ what is that?