Last night, I went to a friend’s 75th birthday party. I must say, Jim is doing pretty good for 75 He still gets around, goes to all the poetry readings, writes a blog, has a quick mind and a great sense of humor. He’s got a wife who’s less than half his age and he was the oldest person at his party by almost two decades.
It was a pretty cool party. It was held at his wife’s art gallery. Honestly, I’m not crazy about her choices in art, but it’s a cool space. Right at the corner of Riegerovy Sady, on the 4th floor of a building with no lift, it’s a bit inaccessible, but the view is phenomenal. While it was still light, it was a nice view of the park and after night fell, the castle and other buildings across the river came into focus.
The theme of the party was 1935, which meant that most of the men were wearing suits and a fair percentage of the women were wearing men’s suits as well. It was the nature of the crowd. Of course, there was some flexibility. A couple of women wearing boas, which you don’t get a lot of chances to wear, one flapper…O.K., off by one decade, but close enough…and of course a lot of people who didn’t get the memo and came dressed normally. As my overly educated and heavily politicized friend Karl said “I’m dressed as a member of the bonus army.”
The food was great, but ribs and being well dressed do not go together. I limited myself to 3 or 4, whereas if I hadn’t been worried about looking like a pig, I might have had 9 or 10. Come to think of it, maybe there was some logic in their planning after all.. I have been known to overconsume at parties.
I talked to a lot of people I sort of know, some I should know and was happy to get to know better and quite a few who I know but hadn’t seen for a long time.
So, it was not only an entertaining but a productive evening.
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