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Yep. This. People are in school or have kids or aren't working or whatevs. I'm totally biased, but I loved my bach party (weekend) b/c everyone was required to give $75 to the kitty at the beginning, and it paid for EVERYTHING. Including the bavarian celebration dinner, karaoke, drinks, and tubing down the river. Fun

I second the renting an apartment idea. It is usually much cheaper for a group of people than if you got individual hotel rooms. Plus, you can have most meals in—splurge on a couple of meals out. And you can have cocktail hour in the apartment before going out.

Whatever you do, make sure you consider the financial situations, travel constraints, etc. of others invited to the party. Yes, this may mean you have to tone it down a bit, but I think that's better than 1. making someone stretch their budget for a silly party or 2. turn down the invitation because they can't afford

Can you rent an apartment with a kitchen? Go to a good bakery and bring back croissants and the fixings for mimosas. Order really good takeout of choice in and have a picnic with lots of wine and cake.

I like to think of it less as 'having a problem' and more as 'being consistent and reliable'.

That sounds like PERFECTION.

The best bachelorette party I ever went to was a day of nice restaurants, shopping and sightseeing. We are all in our late-20s/early 30s after all. Then the sun went down. Strangers were kissed (not by the bride, I will say). Streets were laid upon. Pukes were vomited. Singing was committed. Flights were missed. It

For my sister's I had everyone invited send me their funniest, loveliest memories, photos etc of her and then printed them on to fabric which I then made into bunting.

I love shit like that. Just a fun old girlie time, even if it's something you will continue to do with your friends after because getting married doesn't mean the death of your social life.

Whatever makes you happy, that's the point right?

This x100000000. One of the few things strictly verboten at my party. The point of the evening for me was to look fabulous while having fun with my friends, and this wasn't happening if I was carrying around some stupid novelty item (not to mention I thought it a huge waste of money for something that would

Call me old fashioned, but there's nothing quite like getting blackout drunk with your girlfriends. You can do this in a bar/bars or in a hotel or in the safety of someone's home.

Before my non-wedding, I had a bunch of my friends over for an adult sleepover. We giggled and watched Labyrinth and Princess Bride and The Last Unicorn.

"Jumping on the dick..." :)

My friends took me to a drag show then we did karaoke while they got me unspeakably drunk. We finished an enormous bottle of gin. It was fantastic.

I am a wedding ruiner. I have a history of throwing up at weddings. Once, at a cousin's wedding, because I had just turned 21 and it was my first time experiencing the exquisite wondrous torture that is The Open Bar. I puked everywhere: at the table, in the lobby, outside and in the bathroom. But one good thing about

My mother. Who took the opportunity during her toast to give my bride my bronzed baby shoes, saying "This is all I have left to give to you of my Gregory. The rest you've already taken for yourself"

Apparently my parents' wedding was kind of a shit show. There was a blizzard that day, and my Oma totally bit it walking into the church. The priest was drunk (my dad said he could smell the wine on his breath for the entire 2 hour ceremony (mom's side is Greek Orthodox)). Aaaaand the best man gave this toast:

My aunt is very much a free-spirit. She is also very much a fan of white wine. These two factors collided during her son's wedding, when she stripped down and went streaking back and forth across the massive picture windows of the wedding reception venue. Then she ran into the water to "cleanse the blessed union" and

Fucking polar vortex 2013. Half my family didn't make it up from Houston, the best man couldn't make it out of his Dallas neighborhood, and half the guests' flights were delayed coming in or going out. Also, it was 32degress in Austin when the average was normally 55, and we chose an outdoor venue. Ugh.