Whether it's been planned for weeks or was arranged in the last five minutes whilst having a pizza and film night in - there is always an excuse for a girls night out which is guaranteed to involve waaaay to much alcohol, 500 second long snapchat stories and one hell of a disgusting hangover the next day where you are left contemplating your whole life. What I love most about a girls night as well as dancing, drinking and dribbling is the girls I go out with and their unique contribution to the whole night out experience. (Girls - I'll let you decide who is who)
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The Alcoholic - Often seen front row at the bar entertaining a dozen sambuccas, the alcoholic of the group (not literally btw) is always guaranteed to drink everyone in the chosen establishment under the table - as well as probably ending up there. Minesweeps drinks a lot better than I can play the computer game and is never seen without a drink in their hand - even a VK is an option as although it rots your teeth and could potentially ruin your street cred, alcohol is alcohol right?
The Sap - So you've had a few drinks and it suddenly dawns on you how much you love your life and everyone in it. You cannot believe you have such amazing friends and feel its only right to thank each and every one of them for being such a special part of your life. This group member can often be found in the ladies toilets befriending another female who they've never met and repeatedly complementing them on their outfit, hairstyle, figure, eyeshadow, MAC lipstick, shoes, nail polish, choice of profession, their chosen name for their child, life choices - you get the picture. Warning - will frequently need rescuing.
The Mum - Would more than likely refer to a night on the tiles as a day in the life of Mother Teresa (without the famous attire) as they rally around taking registers at each destination and ensuring everyone is having a smashing time. If a group member happens to be taken unwell (due to the flu they still haven't gotten over from 5 weeks ago - nothing to do with the alcohol of course) then it is always the mother's duty to hold back the hair, wipe the chin and prevent general face planting of the toilet rim.
The Horndog - Lock up your sons! ( OR nephew, cousin, brother, anything with a pulse) as this member of the gang is always on the hunt for fresh meat. Often spotted eyeing up their prey whilst seductively sipping on their vodka lime and soda (Fewest calories - yay!) or alternatively humping door frames, table legs - hey - when Chris Brown's playing, anything will do in assisting the twerking slut drop grinding dance moves required to pull a stud.
The Louis Spence - The only girl in the group who is likely to burn more calories dancing than they actually drink. Whether its the UK number one, or Is this the way to Amarillo, they will be on that dance floor showing the world how outrageous it is that they haven't been selected to be on the next series of Strictly Come Dancing! Dancing may only be interrupted if an alcoholic beverage needs to be purchased or nature calls and even then if it can be solved on the dance floor then it will - just kidding.
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The Invisible - they are involved in the planning process, discuss outfit options, are present at pre-drinks, are with you in the taxi and then BOOM - completely disappear as soon as you get in the club, never to be seen or heard from until the next morning where its common to remind each other how you've potentially ruined your life the night before. On the odd occasion you may see them in the distance through the crowd but unless you are brave enough to potentially ruin true love (its always true love in Walkabout) its best to steer well clear.
The Fighter - It's always reassuring to be able to go on a night out knowing you practically have a personal security guard who is willing to sort someone out if they need sorting out. Rest assured if that girl over there looks at you funny or bumps into you whilst dancing, their is always a friend who's got your back and is willing to sacrifice their cheesy chips if it means them being pleasantly rubbed into your opponents hair extensions.
The Weekend Millionaire - Champagne lifestyle on lemonade wages is common for the girl who insists on buying a round everywhere you go, every time you go out. Oh and it won't just be one drink, it'll have to be accompanied with a side of flaming Sambuca (watch the drawn on eyebrows) just to ensure every single person gets pleasantly pissed. They will then more than likely not be able to afford the taxi fare home or will go into hibernation for the next four weeks until they receive another Schweppes payment.
The Comedian- You cannot beat a bit of free entertainment on a night out and there always seems to be the comedian of the group who you can always rely on to bring the goods. Whether it be witty banter or outrageous dance moves such as the funky chicken they are more than happy to pretend to be head over heels in love with you to save you from pitiful chat up lines. It may just be a local thing, but comparing me to Google because i'm 'everything they've been searching for' doesn't quite do it for me - I know, i'm so hard to please.
The Cryer - So several drinks later this individual suddenly starts thinking about all the terrible things that are occurring in the world such as Harry Styles being voted 3rd sexiest male in the Braille Magazine (haha, only kidding - but - seriously?!) OR the dreaded 500 word essay due in two days time that you haven't even acknowledged existed and all of a sudden the floodgates open. Gone are the false eyelashes that took three tantrums to get perfect but instead replaced with awful facial expressions that even contouring can't help. This then leads to mission 'get back on track' as they're rushed into the toilet for some girl therapy and retouching whilst being convinced that another drink will most definitely solve any problem.
So next time you're out with the girls or reflecting on your last drunken weekend, have a think and just for fun, see who you think represents each personality. Personally I think I have represented each one of these at some point over the years - not my greatest achievement - I once served Les Dennis breakfast.
Love M I C H A E L A x
P.S Here's a glimpse of some of the cuties I hang out with -
Some images courtesy of smilesonthetiles.com
