It has come to the attention that this year marks the fourth annual Mad Men party, hosted by a good friend. Now I have only been to one of these before, but the first one had some swell memories indeed and so I was more than excited to be invited for round two!
Let's just say that if I could attend parties all through college, this one would satisfy. Just one, that's how lovely it is. And yes, maybe I'm in a roomful of older women (not old, just older than myself), and maybe we're dressed like we just walked out of the 1960's Mad Men show itself, but that, to me, is all I need.
Where to begin on this exceptional night? Do I start with the ciggys? The cocktails? The dressed up women in high spirits? Perhaps the exact 1960's styled house in which we partied? The beginning, we shall start there.
It was instantaneous- the minute I stepped into our host's beautiful home, I felt like I had literally stepped back in time. I don't know how she does it, but she has the gift of decorating, cause I honest to goodness felt like I was living some 50+ years ago. There were alcohol trolley's, boxes of cigarettes, food and desserts plated on antique china, there was old music playing softly, people gussied up in their 1960's finest, and even a photo booth for memorable photos. I was in absolute heaven.
I had the most wonderful of evenings and the reason that I chose to wait on this particular post, was because I had admittedly never seen Mad Men before, which was bizarre. Not anymore, however! The FIDM library kindly let me rent season one of Mad Men and I have been hooked on it ever since, watching even 3+ episodes per day, it's that good. How I ever missed out on this before is beyond me. Now I get so much stuff- the amount of cigarettes at her house (man, they smoked loads back then!), and of course, the booze.
Now I know my stuff! Anyhow, being a part of this dazzling party has now hooked me onto Mad Men, which has now hooked me on my love of vintage even more. More glamorous, in my opinion.
"Only boring people are bored."
After browsing through the incredibly put together Heidi home,...
...For food, obviously. And drinks.
Dessert: obviously the most important part of any meal.
There I am, with my hands stuck in the cookie jar again!
There is something glamorous about 1960's smoking.. I don't know what it is. But rest be assured that I'm not actually smoking! I'm merely pretending.
I could fit right into Sterling Cooper's office, perhaps as Don Draper's secretary?
One simply has to have the proper accessories for a successful night at the party..
Now time for the photo booth!
Our host Heidi, and the lovely photographer, Amanda.
Some lovely guests..
Mom wasn't too keen at first to let me give a fake smoke a try because...
I had way too much fun with the cigarette.
p.s. I think my socks simply tied up the whole look perfectly ;)
What a swell evening.