So… I’m stuck in my own creative process with two pieces of furniture. No furniture posts today - instead I will be writing about my surprise 30th birthday party that I threw for myself. Yeah - you heard me.
Here’s the set up: I was born on Dec 31 and one day a part from my younger brother. So not only was I born within one week from Christmas and also on an international holiday - I also had to share pretty much all of my birthdays. To further explain - on my 16th birthday my parents got my brother a cake of his own, but not one for me. Then my mom offered to take me to get a tattoo, not because I wanted one or had been asking for one - but because she had been thinking about getting one. Canary in the mineshaft. Bottom line - most of my birthdays sucked - and so did my rents most of the time.
14 years and lots of therapy later I decided to reclaim my birthday. After all - 30 is the sweet 16 of adulthood. So I invited people I loved and set about creating a beautiful and elegant birthday party that defined my personal style: refined and raw.
(Virgin eyes read no further)
The theme of the party was “It’s Mother Fucking Tea Time!” Every piece of decoration for my party was bought at good will or local flea markets. Old 70s bed sheets became table cloths. Prom dresses were torn asunder for their tulle. Mason jars and retro pitchers were candle holders and vases. I went to one of my local coffee shops (Bongo Java) and bought old coffee sacks to display the centerpieces. There were doilies everywhere. I think the only thing I bought new was some ribbon and some letters to spell out my name. Oh - Oh and I bought a vintage set of tea cups and and turned them into beeswax candles as party gifts for my friends.
Um… it was awesome. All my best and most loved friends showed up and we drank tea and brandy. We danced and laughed and I was thankful to be here. I was thankful to be an adult and have so much power over my own life. I was thankful for all the love I had in my life.
Enough mush…. I hope at least one of your birthdays was as great as my 30th - and remember you don’t have to just make do with what life hands you - you can make it better.
Ok - there was a little more mush. <3