When it comes down to it, it’s all about the ladies. Even as recently as law school, many of my closest friends were guys. This certainly isn’t a bad thing, and I still have some great guy friends, but there’s something special about having good girlfriends. I’ve been very lucky — over the past few years, I have met some pretty damn cool women. It seems like there’s a plethora of us here in NYC (although some men out there may beg to differ).
I got together with a few female friends the other night at Mercadito for dinner and to catch up (get the shrimp tacos and the guacamole sampler!). You’d imagine that the first topic of conversation would be boys, right? Wrong. It was our jobs. Don’t worry, we got to boys eventually (we always do), but it was interesting to see that, at this particular point in our lives, our careers were in the forefront of our minds. I have another all-women dinner planned for next week, and am already looking forward to it. Guys are great, we love them, but they just can’t bitch about bikini waxing and jackasses in quite the same way that we can. Well, maybe about bikini waxing.
* Yes, it’s a nod to the Cyndi Lauper song. No, we didn’t talk about that. Not this time, anyway.