Thursday, September 1, 2011

And So It Begins

One balmy summer night not long ago, five girlfriends met for drinks after work at the W Hotel in Washington, D.C.  One had just gone through a breakup two days earlier.  One had a dismally bad date the week before.  One was dealing with the realities of a long-distance relationship.  One was slowly realizing that the man she was getting to know was not who he claimed to be.  And the fifth one?  She just came along for moral support… and to scope out any single − or attached − men she could find to flirt with and buy her expensive drinks.

From the W’s sophisticated rooftop bar, the women sipped $15 strawberry lemonades and berry caipirinhas while rebuffing the advances of would-be suitors. They negotiated a spot near the railing – prime real estate in a place that boasts sweeping views of the Potomac, the monuments and the White House… as well as hot secret service men strategically perched on the first family’s roof.

Despite the internal struggles they faced, the women – each from a different city across the country – were all just happy in the moment as their eyes scanned the city they’d grown to call home. Slowly, as they watched the sun dip below the skyline, mixing itself into its own cocktail of those haunting pink and purple hues, one of them spoke up.

“You know what we all know how to do?” Samantha asked. “Aside from surviving the crappy stuff that happens to us, that is.”

The four other girls looked at her curiously.

“We all know how to DO THIS CITY.”

"You mean, we know how to do the District," Katie remarked.

You see, all five girls are experts on the D.C.-area.  They know about a host of things – dating, going out, exploring, fashion, restaurants, dancing.

But what if there was one place where all those ideas could come together?

The girlfriends were onto something, but by that point they were also teetering on the brink of sobriety after spending far too much money on fruity cocktails. So, they clamored down the street for sustenance at another D.C. staple: Old Ebbitt Grill.

In the comfort of its dark mahogany wood and the fading whispers of backroom political deals, the women slid into a booth, ordered dinner and got down to business.

They thought about themselves, and what they had in common. Fierce independence. Unwavering resilience. Humor. Spontaneity. Zest for life.

But above all, the women are Gamma Girls: Kind, loyal women. Women who listen to one another. Women who share information, ideas, opinions, contacts and recommendations. Women who look out for one another.

Together, the Gamma Girls envisioned a blog that would serve as a how-to guide for women – and men – in the nation’s capital.

Where are the best places to go on dates? To dinner? To dance? And, keeping the city’s steamy, seamy underbelly in mind, what’s going on between the sheets?

The Gamma Girls know.

So now, they invite you to come with them while they eat, drink, dance, date…

And live.


  1. Yay! Cute title and great concept for a blog :)

  2. Ooh, this is the collaboration I've been anticipating! I think I know ... three? four of you? Can't wait to read more!

  3. Fantastic intro post! Can't wait to see what's next...

  4. I have to say, as a newbie to this city this will become a great resource for finding the fun stuff! Thanks!!

  5. Thanks for the comments! We are pretty excited about it and it is so great to hear that others are, too!

  6. Love this! Can't wait to read along.

  7. Can't wait to read more from you all! This sounds fun!