I have been to some parties in my day. Some good, some bad, some wilder than I even care to remember. But the biggest swing is definitely on Mardi Gras parties: they’re either amazing, mind-blowing occasions or they fall totally flat.
Let me tell you about the worst Mardi Gras decorations I’ve ever seen. This was about two years after graduating from college. I worked an entry level desk job like most of my friends. None of us had families yet but we had a shred of disposable income for the first time in our lives. That means we drank hard and we spent our weekends partying.
So I got this invite and I was extra excited to be going to a Mardi Gras party. I walk into the place and I stop dead in my tracks. It was like a high school kid’s weird fantasy version of what Mardi Gras would be like. I don’t think the host knew what exactly Mardi Gras is all about. For some reason they had gone with a playing card theme. Cards were stuck to the walls with giant hearts and spades all over the place. I noticed a lack of diamonds and clubs, which makes me wonder if they were just trying to re-use old Valentine’s Day hearts or something.
The piece de resistance however was in the basement. This is where bar was. Someone had the bright idea of cutting pictures of breasts out of dirty magazines and hanging them everywhere. What what what? It was just awkward, not racy at all. Real classy, guys. Real classy.