What is the coolest party you have ever had?

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I want to do something special for a birthday party but I don't want it to be the same old thing. Has somebody done something really neat to celebrate a monumental birthday?
 
Despicable Me cupcakes and a pinata make for a rad party. But is this shindig for a grownup? Actually, with the right crowd, those things could work for grownups if tequila was involved.
 
A little more information about the celebrant would be helpful. Right now I don't know if glittery fairy wings and a "real" tea party OR strippers and body shots would be the more appropriate suggestion.
 
Chocolate and cheese fondue.
Wine and fruit punch.
A keg.
Finger food.
Party lights.
Good music.
Party games.
Pick a theme for costume dress up. A few ideas: Great Gatsby, superheroes, 60s, 70's or 80's.
 
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I want to do something special for a birthday party but I don't want it to be the same old thing. Has somebody done something really neat to celebrate a monumental birthday?


Depends on age group and gender.


A 28 year old guy may not enjoy a princess and ponies themed b'day as much as an 8 year old girl.
 
I want to do something special for a birthday party but I don't want it to be the same old thing. Has somebody done something really neat to celebrate a monumental birthday?

Many years ago we were planning an annual dinner dance for a young adults organisation. (18 -25ish ages).

The norm for many years had been like a US-style senior prom with tuxedos for the men and ball gowns for the women. We usually hired a small dance band.

But it was the 1960s in London. We wanted to be different, and modern.

We hired The_Yardbirds which still included Eric Clapton at that time. They were cheaper than the standard old-fashioned dance band we could have hired.

Our party was small. The Yardbirds with their roadies and hangers-on nearly outnumbered us. But we had a great time.

After an hour or so of Rock standards and some of their original music, The Yardbirds started a jam session, improvising songs on the spot. Eventually most of the party stopped dancing just to watch and listen. We could tell we were experiencing something unique.

The cost for the drinks for the Yardbirds, crew and 'associates' was higher than we normally allowed for the dance band, but the overall cost for the party was less.

But we, and they, had a ball until the hotel threw us all out for exceeding our booked time by a couple of hours.
 
Many years ago we were planning an annual dinner dance for a young adults organisation. (18 -25ish ages).

The norm for many years had been like a US-style senior prom with tuxedos for the men and ball gowns for the women. We usually hired a small dance band.

But it was the 1960s in London. We wanted to be different, and modern.

We hired The_Yardbirds which still included Eric Clapton at that time. They were cheaper than the standard old-fashioned dance band we could have hired.

Our party was small. The Yardbirds with their roadies and hangers-on nearly outnumbered us. But we had a great time.

After an hour or so of Rock standards and some of their original music, The Yardbirds started a jam session, improvising songs on the spot. Eventually most of the party stopped dancing just to watch and listen. We could tell we were experiencing something unique.

The cost for the drinks for the Yardbirds, crew and 'associates' was higher than we normally allowed for the dance band, but the overall cost for the party was less.

But we, and they, had a ball until the hotel threw us all out for exceeding our booked time by a couple of hours.

if i ever throw a Lit dinner party, you'd be invited as one of the guests - the conversation would never get boring :rose:
 
Hmm. Its a toss up between my 22nd birthday and a superbowl party I had a few years back..

Birthday ended with me gettin my buddy so fucked up that I had to throw out my rug. Superbowl almost turned into an orgy until a friend of mines car broke down. I was the only one sober enough to get him. I've been to some pretty cool victorian style balls as well
 
Many years ago we were planning an annual dinner dance for a young adults organisation. (18 -25ish ages).

The norm for many years had been like a US-style senior prom with tuxedos for the men and ball gowns for the women. We usually hired a small dance band.

But it was the 1960s in London. We wanted to be different, and modern.

We hired The_Yardbirds which still included Eric Clapton at that time. They were cheaper than the standard old-fashioned dance band we could have hired.

Our party was small. The Yardbirds with their roadies and hangers-on nearly outnumbered us. But we had a great time.

After an hour or so of Rock standards and some of their original music, The Yardbirds started a jam session, improvising songs on the spot. Eventually most of the party stopped dancing just to watch and listen. We could tell we were experiencing something unique.

The cost for the drinks for the Yardbirds, crew and 'associates' was higher than we normally allowed for the dance band, but the overall cost for the party was less.

But we, and they, had a ball until the hotel threw us all out for exceeding our booked time by a couple of hours.


Stories like this are why I constantly seek out your posts.
 
My best party was a bob the builder one. I am looking for the big 50 ideas!

rocky horror show? :D

there are some great pics online from people's parties using the theme - so many styles of dress to choose from. looks a blast!
 
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fucking hell. that is INSANE.

Not at the time. When we booked them they hadn't appeared on the charts. One of us had seen The Yardbirds at an event in a SW London pub. We trusted his judgement. He was right.

We considered others. The Rolling Stones were available but too expensive for us, even then. :rolleyes:
 
Ours wasn't for a predictable big celebrated event, we just chose something incredibly mundane. I suppose it was a going away party, but the sort of thing where she'd just be gone for two days. A friend of ours was going to visit family in Wisconsin. So we took that theme and redid the whole house. Every portrait or picture had a thought bubble over it related to traveling to Wisconsin. I think I still have them. Just very silly and overblown on purpose to celebrate a minor event. Think of a portrait of Bach or something saying in a thought bubble "I wish I were going to Wisconsin..." Homer Simpson saying something like "Mmm. Cheese. Wisconsin Cheese."

We had a silly amount of fun in setting it up.
 
Ours wasn't for a predictable big celebrated event, we just chose something incredibly mundane. I suppose it was a going away party, but the sort of thing where she'd just be gone for two days. A friend of ours was going to visit family in Wisconsin. So we took that theme and redid the whole house. Every portrait or picture had a thought bubble over it related to traveling to Wisconsin. I think I still have them. Just very silly and overblown on purpose to celebrate a minor event. Think of a portrait of Bach or something saying in a thought bubble "I wish I were going to Wisconsin..." Homer Simpson saying something like "Mmm. Cheese. Wisconsin Cheese."

We had a silly amount of fun in setting it up.

damn sweet :D
 
damn sweet :D

That was a lot of fun in setup.

Probably the best setup for a party I ever saw was when I was in summer stock, and I spent a summer at a theater in Long Island. The techies would have a party every year. A "Hairy Buffalo" party...none of us had any idea what they were talking about. They'd start putting out signs about a week before of buffalos and party hints...we were like...what?

So the set piece is the "Hairy Buffalo Punch"

After being teased around the set for a few weeks, the final party site is revealed. (Hairy Buffalo punch has recipes, but basically it's whatever you have thrown together)

So the party's in a huge attic, and the punch is mixed in a giant claw-handled tub, with bottles of bleach and poison set around it for props.

There are props from every production all over the place, from Cleopatra to a Grandfather Clock from a production of Rocky Horror.

Theater parties are awesome.
 
Youth Hostelling Party

Back in the 1960s I belonged to (OK. I was Chairman of...) a local Youth Hostel Group.

From Spring to Autumn we used to go to a Youth Hostel on a Friday evening, walk in the country on Saturday and Sunday morning, calling at public houses on the way, and return home for Sunday evening.

But sometimes we would go further away for a longer period, usually in the school/university summer vacation.

We would have liked to go away for a Christmas event but most of us were expected to be with our families over Christmas so we decided to have a January holiday at two Youth Hostels.

In those days alcohol was strictly forbidden in Youth Hostels in England and Wales but Hostels were often close to rural public houses. The pubs closest to a Hostel were used to groups of young people in walking gear.

One Sunday of our January holiday we had to leave the Hostel at 10am, not returning until 5pm, as was the rule then. It had snowed hard during the night and some of the local roads and footpaths were impassable. We shortened our planned route and headed for a public house a few miles away. Since we apparently knew what we were doing, some of the other people staying at the hostel decided to join us.

Our walk leader had been frantically studying his Ordnance Survey Map. The way he had intended to take us was obviously impractical so we trudged along country roads, occasionally helping passing motorists who were having difficulty in the deep snow.

We arrived at the public house far too early because of Sunday opening hours. What should we do? There was no other pub within a reasonable distance and if we just stood around for three-quarters of an hour or so we would get very cold.

The answer was obvious.

We would do some folk dancing - in the crossroads at the centre of the village. One of us had a small piano accordion, another had an acoustic guitar, and both had fingerless gloves. We started with a Circassian Circle so that we could hold each other up. Almost all of us were wearing serious boots so we trampled the snow and began to dance more energetically.

After a few minutes some confused villagers emerged from their houses to watch. That wouldn't do. We dragged them into the dancing. The group which had started with about 30 dancers, soon became 50 or so and larger still when some younger members of the Church of England congregation joined us after their Morning Service.

By the time the public house opened at least half of the younger villagers were joining our dancing. We all trooped into the pub and changed the piano accordion and guitar for the pub's battered piano.

We changed from dancing outside to folk singing inside. The villagers knew some songs we didn't know, we knew songs they didn't. The Sunday School children went home for their dinners and the songs became ruder and ruder. When the landlord reluctantly evicted us, a couple of hours after the official closing time, he had sold more drinks that Sunday lunchtime than he normally sold in a fortnight.

We ended out time in the village with a repeat of the Circassian Circle involving everyone. Some of us needed our circle partners to hold us up.

One of the people who had come with us from the Hostel was a young American lady from Boston on her first visit to England. She had never experienced anything like folk dancing in the snow, nor heard rude community singing in a pub. She decided to stay with our group for the rest of the week, and ended up coming home with me.

But that's another story...
 
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