Months back, my sister and a friend started planning my bachelorette party. From the start I was insistent that we NOT:
1. Get a hotel room
2. Go clubbing
3. Have any paraphernalia (you know what I mean)
4. Do shots (because I just can’t)
So that left me with one very clear option: A Renaissance Festival bachelorette bash!
The only drawback was that the Renaissance Festival is only open from August to October, and our wedding is planned for May. So we did the most obvious thing: we moved the wedding to late fall. No, not really, but that would have been a good idea had we thought of it at the time.
The second-best option was a brewery tour around the city. Other than suggesting a couple of breweries and the clothing theme—plaid, of course—the rest was a complete surprise. In the words of one of my most infamous co-workers, “plaid is my favorite color.”
Everyone met downtown early afternoon at my parents' home, which they generously lent to us for the night. We had a few cocktails and appetizers, then headed to the breweries in an SUV limo, decked in our plaid. My sister even made me a plaid “veil” to wear for the day. She really gets me.
My sister and friend had planned a scavenger hunt for the crew, which pitted half the ladies against the others. It was a huge success, since it also incorporated a “treasure” hidden at each bar. These treasures were mostly embarrassing pictures of my awkward years. Well done.
We went from Surly to Dangerous Man and ended the tour at Fulton. It rounded out with oven-baked pizzas back at the condo, a hideous yet terrific impromptu dance party, and finally a rain-soaked trip to Izzy’s Ice Cream. We were passed out on the couch by 11 p.m. It was one of the most amazing days of my life.
My advice: Do what you want to do. Don’t worry about what other people have done or what you think people expect. If you want to day drink and be in bed by 11 p.m., then do it. If you want to wear plaid rather than a white dress, then you’ve got my support. Be honest with your friends, and trust them to know you better than you know yourself.