Hen Party

A few days back, my friend from college invited me for dinner with the rest of the girls. It has been a while since we had dinner, after 2 of them got busy with their babies and the other with her work sched. And so that day came. She called and asked me how we'll get there, and decided we just take uber. She asked that we meet at her place, which was just technically behind mine.
I got there at 5-ish as she said. And that we we're supposed to meet the others at 6. Why did I not dress up for this dinner? I had no idea it was the party, until I guess we got to the place. I didn't want to assume so I played it cool. Had coffee with the girls, who didn't want to order yet. I thought this was dinner? Okay, I knew what was happening. This place had a separate room, like for functions, which had a glass wall. So right when we were entering the place, I saw my highschool friends.
Then this waiter asked me to wear this dress. Oh the dress! The one I told my MOH to let me wear for my bachelorette party. This, I did not know how they got. I told my MOH long before, to make sure I get to wear the dress again, had it sewn for the prenup shoot and wherelse can I wear it? So I mentioned that she tell me when my party is so I can dress up. This was really unexpected. I wasn't prepared, I mean, really.
And there it was. It was lovely. Highschool friends and college friends were there, all the closest ones. Of course my cousin and her mom. I had fun. I loved it. Just what I wanted.

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