No Japan on the birthday soundtrack but definitely an important part of my musical youth. You have been spared my opinions lately because the birthday party that inspired this blog was on Mar 10th.
I decided to obsess over the details and organize it like a Prussian. I could have just chilled and people would have had a good time. But I didn’t want it to just be a random birthday party; I wanted it to an event!
I appreciated lots of people would just have a good time and the details would be lost on them. But some of the assembled who share my obsessions – music, photography, travel, classic cocktails, French patisseries, fine cuisine – and balloons – would take notice and appreciate the extra effort I had put into the party. And it worked! I think it will be a fond memory for most of the guests. I have no voice today and shut down the Tiki Bar. Obviously I got my money’s worth out of the event 🙂
As Okkervil River will tell you, “it was the flaws that made us have fun”.
The slide show didn’t play in the right order but the jumbled order captured the crowd’s attention and got them talking.
I spent $200 on balloons, which might make you question my sanity. There were 99 luftballoons – 50 filled with helium and 49 filled with air. I had people helping me madly set up so the plan was to release the helium balloons so they would float to the ceiling but instead they got arranged around the room in bouquets. The error became a better idea. At the end of our private party at 10, I got scissors from the bartender and released 50 helium balloons.
As the bar flooded with all the people who had been waiting in line outside, the purple balloons rose to the starry dark blue ceiling like planets floating in place. It looked fantastic. I totally got my money’s worth watching everyone in the bar playing with the balloons. Some girl named Johanna who was also celebrating a birthday got to wear a balloon her shoulder. At the end of the night I gathered the few remaining balloons on the floor and floated them into the crowd on the dance floor. And then I went over to the extraordinary bartenders Scott and Chris and had them make me a “purple balloons” (the party’s signature cocktail) and savoured the end of a party that would have made Japan proud – and that people should remember for the next decade…