Today I am attending the first of many spring lunches. I’m excited to see friends, celebrate birthdays, and help support various causes. This post originally ran February 6, 2012, but is still apt.
Why are so many women opposed to meeting for lunch? The above story, from the February 2012 issue of Vanity Fair, has great vintage images and details the history of “lunching” as a verb. But I am surprised that the women interviewed for the article wouldn’t be caught dead having lunch with their friends today. So when do they see them? Dinner? That meal is sacrosanct in my book; family time. Breakfast? I’m an early riser and get most of my work done in the morning—I don’t want to lose my momentum by going out to breakfast.
Lunch seems to have become a social taboo, a signifier of an idle life. This is sad to me. I love to meet my friends for lunch and try to set one up monthly. We are all as busy as the women interviewed for the story, but an hour a month wouldn’t kill any of us. Life is too short to not make time for our friends.Love This, Vanity Fair
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