I didn’t have a stagette or bachelorette party before I got married. I barely remember having a wedding shower. I was one of those rare women who was born without a “bride gene” (thank you, Carrie Bradshaw). My husband planned our wedding, and I promised to show up on the day. It was lovely.
My friends Aaron and Caity are getting married next weekend. I went to her bridal shower a few weeks ago, and Saturday night was her bachelorette party.
I am thankful there was no stripper or cakes shaped like parts of a male’s anatomy. Instead, there was sangria, cupcakes, jello shooters, and a belly dance lesson.