White Partyesque.
If you ever saw that movie White Chicks you would remember that the movie culminates at this White Party where everyone is dressed in white and the White Chicks get to walk on the runway. There’s some type of altercation and then, Terry Crews says at the unveiling of the true identity of a black chick, “Didn’t they tell you it was an all-white party?”
I thought, White party. Very interesting. A party where you ask your attendees to dress in all-white. How awesome! I know Diddy used to throw one every summer in the Hampton and now, Atlanta was having one. A Winter White Party. Just a couple of blocks from my home at the beautiful Historic Georgian Terrace Hotel. I thought, why not? It’s almost Christmas, haven’t really been to any Christmas Parties lately, so why not this one? I paid the price of admission which did not include food or drinks but a strong mandate to dress in all-white, and I was psyched to go.
Mind you, my hair was in a funk. Yes, it was during one of my nappy interludes. And knowing Atlanta, even though it claims to love the nappy chicks, it is not polite to them at social events. So I did what I really shouldn’t have - I wigged it up - with a safe wig! I have my crazy Afro wig and my crazy Afro curly wig. Both of which I have worn when the mood hits me, possibly on a Saturday afternoon when I am bored out of my mind. But this time, not wanting to attract undue attention (what was I thinking it’s an all white party, all you want is attention) I chose my safe, go-to-work-if-your-hair-looks-bad wig. Not good. My outfit too, didn’t help because it was a summer long dress that just seemed to blend in. I keep saying the word blend in this post, because as soon as I got there, I quickly realized that this is not the place to just blend in with the crowd, If everyone is dressed in the same color palette surely you want to stand out from the “sameness” the monotony if you will. I didn’t know that. This is my first White party and as I gathered from the looks of the attendees, not their first.
To say people were dressed to the nines is an understatement. It was a delightfully colorful event with frosted hair, frosted lips and frosted jugs, people on stilts, masks, and big hair made multiple appearances. Who knew there were that many shades of white, so many versions and takes of how you can wear white? You know that bridesmaid outfit that you have in your closet that is not so white, just a little off-white, somewhat stylish and you’ve often wondered so where else can I wear this to, well, this is the event. People broke out the white ball gowns and the big hair and the white wigs (much to my dismay) and hey, just became somebody else for just one evening. One evening with Santa close by, they all dressed in white (or off-white) and just let it all hang out. It was a “colorful” eye candy event. I had a great time on the dance floor and otherwise, just watching all the awesome eye candy. It was bumper to bumper people, like human traffic but it was bumper to bumper extravaganza, so worth the price of admission. I would so go again in a heartbeat with my white wig (or frosty wig in stow).
So until next year I can check it off on my to-do list that I have been to an all-white party. They told me it was and I came in white, a subdued white but it was white. I want to thank the organizers for doing such an awesome job of this, apparently this is their 4th year, I keep wondering, we should have more of these in Atlanta, like Underground white parties, underground Holiday parties (maybe they ave them and I am just not cool enough to get invited), but we should have more of them. Judging from the crowd you can tell people of all ages want to get their white freak on at Xmas, so break out the cool DJs, and hopefully some complimentary drink sponsors and let’s party. Things like these make me wish I lived in NY. But hey, you make your bed where you lay. Now, this is my solo observation from my first white party - if you’ve never been to one, please just GO. It’s a must-see. And if you’re fortunate enough to live in one of those cities that throws one at the drop of a hat, you should be a pro at this. You won’t feel lonely or left out, comon, look at everyone dressed in their wedding white, even the guys is enough, plenty, beaucoup to entertain you. It did me. Shoo, it was the highlight of my Xmas.
Me - attempting to snap a pic with this puppet bird man on stilts. He was rather popular.
They made it rain faux snow on us - see the go-go dancers in the window.
Awesome looking spread on her wedding dress. Notice the frosted eye-lashes.
