I've been hearing tales of girls only trips to Vegas and South
Beach and New York City for years now. You know what I'm talking
about. A batch of girlfriends, old or new, leaving their kids and
husbands behind to re-kindle their girlie playfulness, pulling the
ponytail out, and really letting loose for a few days….with a slew
of Facebook pictures to post afterward, giving proof of their
I've always found the idea of a girls' weekend intriguing,
but also a little horrifying. Because with all of the tales of
fantastic-ness, there were usually a few stories of girl-on-girl
drama as well. And as I've gotten older, I've developed a severe
allergic reaction to girl drama. Especially when it comes to girls
over the age of 35. It's just whack.
Despite the risk of too much female hormone in one place, I
still wanted to experience this modern mom phenomenon for myself.
And this past weekend I got my shot.
My girlfriends and I in NYC with everyone's favorite BFF Gayle
I met a batch of girlfriends in New York for O, The Oprah
Magazine's 10 Year Anniversay party. Oprah was scheduled to do her
Friday show LIVE at Radio City Music Hall and I gathered two old
Highschool pals and two new social media pals, and begged them to
meet me in NYC. And they did. And it was a blast. And we have
Facebook pictures to prove it.
We saw the big show, went out to fun restaurants, drank pink
drinks, rode 100 miles an hour through Times Square on a rickshaw,
laughed til we cried, and discovered our 14 year old selves all
over again. And not a single punch was thrown. Unless you count the
bar brawl we witnessed Saturday night.
My husband had to come to the city for work at the last minute,
and met up with us briefly here and there but he very graciously
let me have my girl fest in all it's glory.
There truly is something beyond great about being
away from home with a bunch of girls. There's a shift that happens
when you're surrounded by giddy estrogen, high heels, and Cosmos.
An inner awakening of the part of you that loved slumber parties
and doing madlibs at 2 in the morning, and trying on your BFF's
clothes. And I miss that part of my girlhood self, just a
So ladies, I'm here to let you know that the
girls' weekend is actually all it's cracked up to be. Just be sure
to invite no-drama-girls to your slumber party, and your home
Meredith Sinclair is a freelance writer and blogger living with three quirky guys on Chicago's North Shore.
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