6 nights until the bachelorette bash!

I had a blast at the party store, buying this bridal tiara and 'Bride to be' button for the big doe party (isn't that the gender-opposite of stag?) next weekend.  The way-too-chatty clerk asked: "Is your daughter getting married?" "No," I replied. "My 77-year-old mother." After that, it was no talk, just quizzical looks.