Bachelorette parties are good for the soul

There is something that happens when a bunch of girls get together in heels and cocktail dresses.

It's not excessive drinking and smoking. Or insane amounts of squealing. Or karaoke. Or 32 Marilyn Monroe-billowing-dress photo ops.

All those things may have happened, but despite my best efforts (lots of champagne and two dirty martinis) they are not what has stuck with me three days after my dear friend's bachelorette party Saturday.

What has: the crazy amounts of positive energy women can generate under certain circumstances. Put us in an office and we complain, complain, complain about our bus ride in, the printer, our pen running out of ink.

Now, I am not a yoga-mat toting, Arizmendi-loving, life-is-wonderful wannabe hippie. Get me in a car on 19th Avenue and no one is safe from ... well, the things I will yell inside my car.

But back to Saturday. We complimented each other. We talked about how great things were--from our outfits to our new jobs to our babies. And we poured endless amounts of affection on our BFF in the boa and tiara.

My question is: Why can't we channel some of this into other parts of our lives? I know celebrations are all about celebrating. It's what you do. But this level of warm fuzzy doesn't happen at all celebrations.

Example #1: Your friend's kid's 3-year-old birthday party. Presents. Cake. Cuteness. Car.

Example #2: Weddings. If you're not crying, you're probably talking out the side of your mouth or sending someone else to the bar to preserve your GWs.

Example #3: Baby showers. Do we really have to smell the baby food? Can I get another cupcake?

All I'm saying is that we need to remember to boost each other up more often. The feeling will last for days.

Or we could dress up and drink lots of champagne and martinis for no good reason.

I think this was how people used to do it.