(No I'm not in the wedding, but this pic just cracks me up!)
It's been a loooong time since I've been to a bachelorette party, like even before my ovaries were ever interested in babies. And I've never been to one where, I'm pretty sure, I will be the oldest gal there. Yep just gonna be me, my walker, and 5 other skinny 20 somethings out on the town, running wild. Yikes!
So what does a thirty-ish gal wear so that she looks hip enough that people don't mistake her for the mom chaperone, and chic enough that I don't end up looking like one of those women on those fashion don't pages in magazines. I don't want someone adding a black privacy bar over my eyes to protect my identity or other parts of me for that matter.
The other exciting part about this weekend of wildness is that we will be riding the train - the fancy train! This has inspired all sorts of ridiculously fabulous fashion montages in my crazy head.
Did you ever see the Johnny Depp, Angelina Jolie version of the Tourist? Her wardrobe on the train scenes was TO. DIE. FOR. But I don't think vintage Chanel and wool capes is the look I should be going for on a young and fun bachelorette weekend. Or maybe I need a traveling wardrobe like the girls had in Sex In The City 2, when they all went off to fabulous Morocco...I think I might need to rein it in - obviously!!
Although, I should take my husband on a weekend train trip sometime so he can be my Johnny Depp...
Here's what I came up with for the train:
Here's what I came up with for the big night out:
Wish me luck! I'm thinking this old girl has a thing or two to show these girlies. After all, after three kids I'm a champ at surviving on only 2 hrs of sleep. Bring it on!