I just love a surprise party. I received a surprise party for my sixteenth birthday and my twentieth birthday. I was shocked each time. More than being the recipient of surprise parties, I love planning them for other people. I threw a surprise party for my then-boyfriend’s, now-husband’s thirty-first birthday. I managed to assemble twenty of our nearest and dearest at a roof deck bar known for its margaritas, near his favorite DC restaurant. Since we celebrated on May 5th, I managed to convince him that I wanted one mezcal margarita in celebration of Cinco de Mayo. He did not see it coming.
Last week, we threw a surprise party for one of my favorite people ever. My bridesman and I technically met over nine years ago when we both went to graduate school in sister programs at the University of Maryland School of Architecture, Planning, and Preservation. We attended the same Halloween rager that autumn. Two years later when the host of said rager moved to his hometown of Chicago, the bridesman and I cemented our friendship at the going-away party. The words “cherry vodka shots” and “dancing awesome” were screamed to the bartender at Wonderland Ballroom. Eventually a near shipwreck on Memorial Day 2013 made us lifers.
All this is to say that it was especially sweet to plan a surprise party for such a great pal. I was in charge of the decorations, which I bought exclusively from Sweet Lulu. Highly recommended. Quick (and free) shipping, excellent communication, and beautiful product.
