When you have a group of women…
Who have a wacky hobby in common….
Give them access to an incredible hostess…
And put a couple pitchers of sangria in front of them….
There’s going to be a really good time had.
They will speak in a language that normal people couldn’t possible understand.
They will make inside jokes that no one else gets.
They will drink wine in completely inappropriate quantities.
They will share love as if they’ve known each other for many decades.
Even when they’ve only met once or twice (or never) before.
They will understand the essential need to capture a picture of a cat in a baby basket.
And the fact that 99.9% of their relationship exists in the pixels of a computer screen will not matter one, teeny, tiny, eensy, weensy little bit.