I hate hen dos – but here’s the reason I will absolutely still have one
Stay ahead of the curve with our weekly guide to the latest trends, fashion, relationships and more Stay ahead of the curve with our weekly guide to the latest trends, fashion, relationships and more Stay ahead of the curve with our weekly guide to the latest trends, fashion, relationships and more Revenge is a dish best served cold – isn’t that what they say? Though it’s an idiom I’ve rather heatedly stewed on over the years while doing various unhinged activities in the name of friendship. Learning and dancing to Beyoncé’s “Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)” in a room full of gyrating women dressed like extras from Flashdance, for example. Awkwardly asking a young man, completely naked but for a small apron and bow tie, what he was studying at university while he casually offered round hors d’oeuvres with his arse hanging out. Madly wrapping another woman in toilet paper to create an approximation of a wedding dress within a strict three-minute timeframe. Yes, I’m talking about the institution of the hen do. …








