Step out on any given Saturday this summer and you'll likely spot them. Those crazy women wearing naughty shirts and indelicate body decor, and slinging suggestive comments.

The species: Bachelorette.

Most of us been invited to one of these "soon-to-be-unsingle" parties, have planned one, or, maybe it was even you who was being tipsy and tacky.

Perhaps, though, gang, we could try something a little different this time?

Meet these three fictional bachelorettes, of different stages and ages, and mix and match bits from their parties to make your own pre-bridal bash.

Bride type: Posh

For months, Posh's eight bridesmaids have been planning the perfect last evening out. They've meticulously pored over the details. Thankfully, nothing they picked brought out Bridezilla -- Posh insisted on being in the planning loop.

The pre-party: The guest of honor arrives at the Conrad Hotel Spa Chakra, 50 West Washington St., at 4 p.m., sharp.

Here, Posh and friends choose the Fassage (60 minute facial/60 minute massage combo, $240), mani and pedi, recommended by spa manger Stephanie Vasi.

Music from local pop-hop singer Lynda Sayyah (www.myspace.com/lyndasayyah) plays as the girls raid the minibar. Posh pushes repeat on "A Ya Ya." She is "gonna to do it my way," after all.

The ride: A call from the front desk tells the ladies their white stretch Hummer from Luxury Services Limousine (www.lsglimo.com) has arrived, right on time -- 7:30 p.m.

For $1,200, LSL makes up to three pickups and dropoffs, making sure everyone gets back to the hotel safely.

The party favors: Posh presents her friends with a purse charm by Yves St. Laurent from Nordstrom. The chain holds two lockets, one containing the new Elle scent solid, and a lip gloss in the other, ensuring her lovelies will stay that way through the night, no matter how much groovin' they get on ($56).

The dinner: Posh and pals cram into the limo. Even if they do only have to go a few blocks to Sushi on the Rocks, 235 S. Meridian St., for dinner, it needs to be in style.

Bulbs flash as they exit the car, and curious heads turn. Photographer Kevin Swan (www.kevinswan.com) is enjoying his first "paparazzo" hire. A few summer rolls, KaniKamas, and Maguros later, the stuffed clan heads upstairs to Ice Ultra Lounge for VIP service.

The drinks: In addition to their three bottle choices ($750), the girls order champagne off the list -- Moet "White Star" ($125). Bartender Christeen Callahan also reminds them to "save room" for Ice's new giant martinis, reminiscent of the fishbowl drinks ..... with more (or any) class.

Bride type: Rowdy Hen

At her home in Broad Ripple, Rowdy pregames with a group of her closest buds. Jeans and tanks and straight shots all around. No disposable veils or phallic gear here.

The pre-party: They get the party started with dirty Marys and razz mojitos.

At 8:45 p.m., a knock on the door announces the arrival of a gag-stripper surprise. A friend of a friend, the husky dude arrives in plumber gear, complete with visible crack. Prancing ensues.

A half-hour later, the girls have all they can stomach of his gyrating and kick him out, paying with PBR.

The party favors: Dirty-minded ladies as her friends are, they give Miss Rowdy a useful book of "Very Naughty Origami" ($16.95, Universe Publishing). Really, who doesn't need to know how to make paper sperm?

Even though Rowdy doesn't plan to be kissing and not telling, her single friends just might, so she presents them with Benefit California Kissin' Smile Brightening Lip Shine ($16), which doubles as a breath freshener and lip gloss. "Genius," she thought when she saw them at Sephora.

The ride: The enormous yellow Chicken Limo (www.chickenlimo.com, $75 per hour), complete with a "Chicks Gone Wild" banner, pulls up and the girls pile in.

The Chicken pulls up to Club Level, 120 E. Market St., where pulsing music escapes through the front door. The girls are running late at 10:54 p.m., and they barely squeak in under the 11 p.m. ladies-in-free deadline.

It's hip-hop night. No matter that everyone has two left feet -- each is more interested in catching males than catching the beat.

And the night out just gets better: Cute boys buy rounds of Red Headed Sluts... not that there are any in the group.

Bride type: DIY

DIY bachelorette waits for her three maids to get their booties to her house for a little noshin'. She's planned this party all by herself. Not because she can't relinquish control, she just knows her friends are busy.

The dinner: As the girls arrive, a decision is made on who's driving to Zionsville. Plum's Upper Room, 112 S. Main St., is one of DIY's favorite dinner spots. The upscale, yet casual cafe vibe fit perfectly with her friends: fancy and friendly.

The group is on time for a 7 p.m. reservation. They settle in and order a glass of wine each. One'll do 'em. They do have to drive back, after all.

The drinks: The chatter moves back home, where DIY has set up a full bar. Cute pink drinks are served to tie in with the colors of her big day.

In addition, the women play mixologist. They pour a little of this and that, creating a signature drink for the actual wedding. Shucks, they don't get it quite right and have to keep drinking the mess-ups.

The result: their own twist on a gin floradora, ripped from the pages of "Pink Drinks: Cocktails for Love, Passion & Nights In" ($9.95, Hamlyn).

The party favors: No girl's night would be complete without a little junk food. DIY had made a trip to Zionsville, where she knew of a sweet secret: Sweet Lucinda's bakery at 180 S. Main St.. Baker Courtney Gorman makes everything from scratch.

DIY brings out the box of treats adorned with pink heels and princess crowns. But the hit is the martini cupcakes, topped with a pink martini glass and glitter. (About $2.50 each).

The wind-down: Nearly nauseated from so much sugar, DIY and friends settle in and pop on the tube. It's chick-flick time.

She turns down the music from The Peggysues as the beginning credits of "Grease" start rolling -- a little Pink Lady entertainment for her pink ladies.

Party ideas from Monica Richards at Detail and Design, and Teresa Gift of Eventfull Planning.

Girls gone wild

We asked local bachelorettes to tell us about their last nights out. Here's what they'd admit to:

"My girls and I went out for a feast at Buca di 8Beppo, during which I was made to stand on a chair while everyone sang the (very long) song 'Going to the Chapel.' Luckily, it was followed by a shot of something delicious.

"After that we went to Crackers for a bit of comedy. Our last stop was Howl at the Moon, where we enjoyed music and the people in costumes (my party was around Halloween)."

--Stephanie McDaniel

"My sister got me a limo for mine. We played 'SexyBack' every time we got in the limo to go somewhere else, and danced around like fools inside the limo. I think the craziest thing I did during mine was at Have a Nice Day Cafe -- me, my sister and two of my friends got in the cage that's set up high and started dancing. It was awesome and we were the center of attention for a while!"

-- Jennifer Carlino

"Mine was very tame. It was just in my apartment with three of my best friends from high school. One of them is a guy. We just drank a lot and they spent several hours convincing me to go through with my wedding the next day!"

-- Kelly Brock Harris

"I didn't do anything too crazy, but my mom ended up making out with some guy who was my age!"

-- Christin Bullerdick

"Well, I was pregnant ..... like, huge pregnant, and we went out to a bar. My mom and sister got me a stripper and I shook what my mama gave me plus my belly with him. They also made me a shirt that had Life Savers on it. People had to suck or bite them off for some amount of money ..... I forget. It was fun!

-- Jessica Mosteller

"Mine started at a local restaurant, then on to PT's for male revue night. My friend bought me a stage dance, which was nice, except that I used to date the dancer! I'm pretty sure he did a few things to me he didn't do to other people. We then went to the bars at Circle Centre. I think everyone was pretty drunk, except my DD. We had a great time!"

-- Julie Pulley

"We went to Morty's Comedy Joint and I made sure to wear my fake veil with penises all over it. We were the source of many of the comedians' jokes and even got to hang out with them afterwards. Then we went to Howl at the Moon. The Grand Prix was in town, so there were a lot of nice-looking men that bought us drinks!"

-- Megan Pesek