Last night there was a gathering of 9 women, celebrating and having a fabulous time (which is why I’m ready to crawl back in bed today).
Because one of them had called off her engagement to a guy who was not the best one out there for her. So we took her out & had an “anti bridal shower” for her to congratulate her on her good judgment.
High heels, classy funk, earthy glam, honeymoon previews, appetizers, desserts, beverages, toasts, advice, encouragement from random people, free stuff (cuz we’re hott!) and last but not least, too much booty in the pants.
It was a night to remember.
A night to remember.
Please, don’t ask for details