I have fond memories of my younger days when wedding invitations and hen parties were a regular invitation. Fond, because the hen party was a night out in a restaurant where nobody minded if you just headed on home afterwards and didn't join in the hardcore group who were heading on out to a night club afterwards. For my own hen night, we just did the restaurant thing, then said our goodbyes. I don't have many photos of the night, it was before smartphones. I do have rather lovely memories of it. Nobody got dressed up in costumes or matching teeshirts, but one of my friends made me a rather fabulous and ridiculous veil which I wore with pride all night. I made her an even more outrageous veil a few months later.
It didn't blow anyone's budget for the year, or the month, or possibly even the week.
So, you are dealing with a bunch of women of probably child-bearing and first time house buying age. They have many other priorities. A hen weekend away is going to blow the yearly budget for many of them. It may mean no family holiday that year, or not quite enough money for a house deposit yet, or Because the cost of the hen do paid to the organiser is only the tip of the iceberg. There will be ridiculous instructions, like everyone wear white on the first night, pink on the second night, can you get this sash from Cl@ire's. Fake tan, because you can't wear white without it and you just know that there will be no escaping the shitload of photos that will be on Facebook and Instagram. All stuff that will be going to landfill because you'd never wear it again. There will be a lot of drink to be paid for even if you are sticking to sparkling water yourself. Meals at restaurants, entrance to night clubs, taxis etc. I can think of a million things I'd rather be spending my money on than making someone else's hen week/weekend a social media feast.
And you are dealing with women who may be already pregnant or planning to be pregnant and not wanting to fly, will be in the middle of fertility treatment, or do not have easy access to family help for childcare and their DH works irregular hours.
Why not bring it back to a more simple time and just have a fun night out in a restaurant? Then, see what people are up for afterwards.
Yup, I'm old but I remember what it was like to be young and buying my first house on my own and furnishing it. I had my own set of priorities. Fortunately, a hen night invitation at the time was not something to be dreaded. You'd wear something you already owned and have a lovely meal out, be finished in time to get the bus home if you weren't going clubbing! Happy days. 😄Or, rather, nights! 🌜🎟