No invite can send shivers down a spine quite like the bachelorette party invite. Sure, there’s the initial joy and excitement to celebrate your bestie, and then it slowly sinks in. Forced social interactions with a mixed friend group, a nonstop weekend of partying that will destroy your liver for years to come, and dun, dun, dun… the price tag. Maybe you’re currently brokity broke broke. Maybe the theme is Disney Princess and the only Black one was a frog the majority of her movie. Maybe you’re on bach invite #3 for the year and you are at. your. breaking. point. Either way, pack your bags, babe, you’re going to ________ (Insert Nashville/Palm Springs/Austin/Charleston here.) Play this handy game of MASH to give you an idea of what’s in store.
