My intergenerational feminist panel went out together to see Caryl Churchill’s play, Top Girls, the other night. Courtney wrote it up over at feministing yesterday, and hence I point you over there. C writes that it got her thinking about women’s lives, childbirth, sacrifice, our feminist legacy–and it got me thinking too. This pic is from the first scene, which is a nutty dinner party with women from different points in history. And speaking of dinner parties, I’m going to see Judy Chicago’s version at the Brooklyn Museum in a few weeks. In lieu of a “bachelorette” party, my friend Rebecca arranged a private tour. I’d love to hear what other brides-to-be out there have done to revamp the ole “bachelorette.” Share?!