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Wedding Festivities - Palm Springs Bachelorette

My sister's bachelorette party last month was such a fun weekend!  Before any of the festivities started, me and her bestie were able to pull off a huge surprise and fly her out here for the weekend without Faith knowing.  It was so fun to see Faith over the moon excited for her to be there for the very sparkly celebration.  We drove up together and talked and sang and danced a little in the car.  We arrived at the absolutely beautiful hotel and could not believe how blessed we were to have my parents let us use it for 2 nights.  It was gorgeous!


A group of her favorite girls headed out to Palm Springs to meet us, which is about an hour and a half (without traffic) from where we live.  We spent lots of time chatting and sitting by the pool, had a few drinks, went to a lovely dinner and went out dancing.   We bought her gifts, ate her favorite snacks, wore sparkly clothes at her request and overall just had the most amazing time.  We all just wanted to keep hanging out at the end of the weekend, which shows it was a blast.  I will always think of this weekend fondly.


My sister has the lovliest friends, I'll be honest, there is some overlap so I am a little biased!  They all really tried to make it special for her.  There was no drama, such wonderful conversation and an outpouring of love for her.  It makes me happy to know that she is in good hands in her friendships and that she is surrounded by so much love and so many good people.  


The wedding is in less than a month, and I can't wait to see these ladies faces on the dance floor.  It's gonna be the best day celebrating the couple we all love so much!

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