So after a few months of getting to know the right people, I’ve made my way into the circle of glamorous “Lean Inners” at work. They’re all a bit older than me (late-twenties, early-thirties), beautiful, put-together, and serious career-women. Yes, I wanted their friendship. Yes, I wanted their advice. But most of all, I wanted to be invited to their weekly brunches. Holy shit, do these women brunch HARD. The food looks heavenly, the cocktails look bomb, and dear god do they have some good-looking friends.