I am an advocate for girl power, and you know this. When I turned twenty I thought, enough is enough: I have my set of nearest and dearest and my cup runneth over. I thought, I don’t need any more girlfriends; what I need is boyfriends. Happy to report that I have more than delivered on that front, and you can look for my new book “100 bad boyfriends” in stores soon. But I digress.
I have since learned that there is safety and fulfilment in true girlfriendship and it’s a wealth of learning, love, fun, and empowerment. But I talk too much about this as it is on this here blog, so instead I will jump to the important part:
UNLESS IT’S DATE NIGHT
Which, as a twenty-something, is a most holy night, and something I will ditch you for, even at short notice. Mindy Kaling explains (and as she did, I jumped up and praised the ceiling, which I imagined her shining face painted thereon):
“I can ditch you to hang out with a guy but only if that possibility has been discussed and getting-a-ride-home practicalities have been worked out, prior to the event. In return, I need to talk about you a lot with that guy so he knows how much I love you.”
All true. Preach.