Truth be told, I've never really understood bachelorette parties. Or at least, I've never understood how bachelorette parties became what they are now. I've never understood being a mature adult who doesn't get totally wasted all the time only to get totally wasted. And not just that. The ridiculous sexual stuff that enters into bachelorette parties like bl**job shots, strippers, and, you know, anything with a plastic penis attached to it has always blown my mind, too. Needless to say I didn't really envision that for myself. I'm not that girl. I'm foul mouthed and dirty, but I don't do bl**job shots. I'm a freaking lady, for goodness' sake!
In the end, I did have a bachelorette party of sorts, but it wasn't typical fare by any means. My girlfriends came over to my place and we made cocktails and ate raclette. We were going to watch wedding themed movies and TV episodes, but ended up gabbing the whole night. It was fun to hang out with my girlfriends and have some fun. For me, that was the benefit of my "bachelorette party" - an opportunity to spend time with my closest friends, people I've known all of my adult life some of my youth, too. It wasn't about getting hammered, acting like I'm still single, or being out until all hours of the night. It was just about hanging with my lady friends one last time, just us, with good food and good conversation. Sure, I could do it any old time, but it felt special to do it one week before the wedding.
How do you feel about bachelorette parties? Would you/Did you have one? Are you glad you did?
One of my favorite scenes in Mean Girls:
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