POV: What It’s Really Like to Be the Muse at Artful Bachelorette Parties

A NOTE FROM FLEUR

Before you dive into this blog post, I want to introduce you to the incredible human who wrote it: Artur.

Artur, Artful Muse

Artur has been part of The Artful Bachelorette family for several years now, and in that time he has worked with us as a muse, teacher, and server—and completely shined in every role.

He’s one of those rare people who’s as stunning on the outside as he is soulful and creative on the inside.

With roots in the Dominican Republic and Panama, Artur comes from a beautiful, grounded family that owns a coffee farm—yes, they really do make incredible coffee. Click here to check it out! https://carrizal.cafe/ He’s also a singer, musician, producer and model —and somehow still finds time to be an amazing artist and drawer. His love for art, music, and storytelling flows into every party he hosts. Guests adore him. Our team loves working with him. And honestly? We feel so lucky to have him in our creative world.

The story he shares below is one of my favorites—it’s hilarious, heartwarming, and so completely Artful B. Enjoy!

AN ARTFUL MUSES'S POV

There’s a phrase I’ve heard at more bachelorette parties than I can count:

“Oh my god. My mom would have loved this.”

“My aunt would be obsessed with this.”

“Why didn’t we invite Grandma?!”

It usually comes right after the first drawing game, once everyone’s settled in with a glass of bubbly and has stopped giggling at the fact that yes, the model is actually n*de. There’s a collective sigh of relief and then, almost always, someone says it with a mix of surprise and regret—like they’re just realizing how much fun their mom missed out on.

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Here’s what I’ve learned from being that n*de model:

The moms (and aunties and grandmas) who do show up are often the life of the party. You’d think it would be the younger crowd, right? The wild bridesmaids or the college friends.

And yes, they definitely bring the energy—but the older generation? They bring something even better: zero shame. These are women who’ve seen some things.

They’re not going to be scandalized by a n*ked man. I’ve watched mothers outdraw their daughters, flirt harder than the maid of honor, and crack jokes that make the whole room cry laughing.

But let me tell you about my favorite moment.

This particular party brought props. And not just cute decorations—we’re talking about a full ice sculpture of a male torso. A Greek god-style chest and abs, but instead of arms or legs, the sculpture ended in a p*nis-shaped spout for shots.

I’ve seen my fair share of bachelorette novelties, but this thing was a work of art. Liquor was poured into the top of the chest and flowed through the icy anatomy and emerged from the tip, ready to be sipped—or slurped—by anyone brave enough to kneel before it.

The younger guests were delighted, of course, but hesitant. They took photos, laughed, and circled the sculpture like it might bite. But then the bride’s mom, with her classy blouse and gold hoops, stepped up, crouched under the spout, and shouted, “I’ll go first!”

The room went wild. And right behind her was Grandma. Eighty-something years old, in a silk scarf and orthopaedic shoes, sliding into place like she was born for the moment.

From there? Chaos. Screaming. Laughter. A line of women waiting their turn, like it was a carnival ride. The sculpture had officially become the party centrepiece—and not because it was “Naughty,” but because someone’s mom had the guts to go first.

They are bold. They are unbothered. They aren’t afraid of n*pples. They’ve raised children and gone through menopause, buried lovers and survived the patriarchy. You think they’re going to blush at a naked model? They tip me. They flirt. They ask about my skincare and haircare routine. They’re just there to have a good time. And in doing so, they give everyone else permission to let go and enjoy themselves too.

So if you’re planning a party and you’re on the fence about inviting your mom or your aunt or your grandmother because you’re worried it’ll be too much for them... let me offer a gentle warning:

It won’t be too much for them.

They might be too much for it.

And honestly? That’s exactly the energy you want in the room.