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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.