Wedding Blog

And I’ll Have Guys If I Want To.
(You’d Have Guys Too, If They Were Close To You.)

Though I’ve made a number of awesome female friends through blogging, I have to admit in real life, the number of people I hang out that have XX chromosomes is severely lacking and that most of my friends are guys. My very first friend growing up in Mississauga was a boy. The first friend I made in grade school was a boy. The editing team I worked with in college was all boys. The crew I worked with at my part-time job were all boys. I’ve drunk beer, watched hockey and told dirty jokes with the best of ’em, and I’ve held my own because it’s what I’m used to.

I mean don’t get me wrong, I have my girly things that I enjoy, but most of the time, if you put me in a room with a bunch of girls discussing clothes and makeup, I have no idea what to do. The talk is so foreign to me, I freeze like a deer in headlights or say stupid things like “Moisturizer is nice” or “I like pants.”

This is probably one of the reasons I work so well with Mr. Hum since his experience has been the opposite of mine. His oldest friend is a girl. His best friend is a girl. He went to school for design in a program with all girls. He’s used to talking about stupid boyfriends and periods and so in that way, he fills in my cultural gap. In fact, of the female friends I do have in real life, I would say at least half of them were friends with him first.

Normally, this is great and not an issue at all, but recently, we began to discuss the whole bachelor/bachelorette party thing and realized things were a bit tricky. We have a pretty big group of friends en masse, but we can’t really split things up by sex because our closest friends would be going with the other person. Plus, doing the usual bachelor/bachelorette party activities would be kind of strange for us. I mean Mr. Hum is more of a feminist than I am so I can’t really see him setting foot in a strip club, and as for me, the idea of being stuck in a chair while some random sweaty dude shakes his beef brisket in my face holds no appeal.

So, so far, the best idea we’ve come up with is doing a co-ed pub crawl in the city the weekend before the wedding and doing something smaller with our immediate friends the night before. This way, neither of us gets stuck doing something we’re not interested in doing and we get to spend our time with the people we care about. We’re still working out the details, but I think, considering our situation, going co-ed is the best solution for us.

We might be the exception to the rule on this one, but I’m curious - Did anyone else out there have an untraditional bachelor/bachelorette party? Would you consider doing something similar? Why or why not? Tell me about it.

(Photos from L.A. Times Blog, Metrobistro and Art.com)