Some Fridays ago, my friends and I hosted a 1920’s bachelorette party at my apartment. Yes, 25 women in my small adobe. It was quite the event! There were clicking heels, clanking glasses and lots of stories to be told. Friday during the day, my friend, Ashley, and I went to town! Once we started decorating, we just couldn’t stop ourselves. Sean rolled his eyes and said we were going a little crazy, but we already knew that. We tried to explain that everyone would appreciate our efforts, ending our conversation with the agreement of gender differences and laughing. In the end, we were happy we went a little crazy. Afterall, wasn’t that the point of the night?