Two weeks ago I declined an invite to a wedding of a very close friend. I know that's not the same thing as a bachelorette party, but since the wedding required traveling to a city several states away, I would have probably spent a few days in that city with all the necessary trappings of a destination wedding. I wrote the bride a very nice note expressing my regret and wishing her the best and sent a very nice Calphalon pot from her registry. I felt like it was a win-win: she got a really nice gift--nicer than she would have gotten if I had gone to the wedding--and I saved a lot of money and didn't have to go through any of wedding hoopla. A spa day could be a great solution!