I cut my workout short last night so Alpha could attend a Tupperware party. Don’t tell her, but I was running out of gas anyway. At the party, they discussed other parties the rest of them were hosting in the near future: cleaning accoutrements; jewelry.
“They have underwear parties now, too,” someone said.
They also have sex hardware parties, someone else said, and half a dozen 40-something women giggled. “Women my age are terrible,” Alpha said to me.
I was going to list other such parties that might be interesting, just not invented yet, but I have to go do something. Your assignment is to leave your ideas in the comments.
Heh, I went to an underwear party with my wife a couple of years ago. The only reason men were invited was to provide large sums of money.
Anyway: what about a “How to paint my house” party?
I like bring your own (BYO) parties. I fear most of these already exist somewhere
haha, I heard of these underwear parties from David’s mom the other day, because for some reason we had stumbled onto the topic of tupperware parties, and she told me there are even lingerie parties now.
Am I the only one really disturbed by the idea of picking my sex clothes in front of all my friends (or even just one friend and a bunch of acquaintances)?!
What about dildo selection? Sheesh. I don’t think I’d even want to hide in a closet and peek out at one of those parties.
BTW, we are going to a BYO kids party tonight, in fact – we visit friends with kids about the same ages as ours. Then the adults go out to an Italian restaurant, and the big kids watch the little kids tear the house apart.
Oh come on Kismet & Mig: what’s so tacky about picking underwear amidst some close friends? I didn’t say our women had to wear the undies to show them. And besides: go to a beach in summer, you’ll probably see more nudity there.
That would really depend on the friends. Although I can think of other things I would enjoy more, I’d not have any big conceptual problem with the idea of underwear, or lingerie, or even sex toys, per se. It would just really, really depend on the people and how the whole thing was carried out. Although the closest thing to a sex toy… never mind, we won’t go there right now. Joeri, you probably have really good friends for picking out underwear. I’m sure you’re entirely comfortable with it. And I don’t have a problem with nakedness either, I’m not one of those puritanical American types, you know? And I’m even going to try mayonnaise with my french fries some day soon, except that I’ve given up french fries after reading about all the carcinogens and evil carbohydrates they contain. On the other hand, I don’t need a party to pick out underwear, you know? I just go to H&M, go to the undewear rack, and get some black stretch boxers, you know? I’m talking about underwear for myself here, not Alpha. Women’s lingerie – man, is it like this throughout Europe, or is Austria special? Austria is lousy with eh crawling with um densely populated with lingerie shops, especially Vienna, despite a rather appalling underwear-changing-frequency statistics here – the two just don’t add up. There was one near where I work, where I used to buy stuff for Alpha, until the proprietress cheated my sister-in-law on undies for her wedding. Luckily there’s an even nicer shop near where we live. Unfortunately, that stuff costs an arm and a leg.
Black stretch boxers from H&M, why, Mig, we are truly alike :)
Black stretch boxers…now I’ll never be able to get any work done today ;)
Here’s my idea – BYO housecleaning party – I don’t have the time or the energy to clean my own house, so bring your mops, vacuum cleaners, and best smelling toilet bowl cleaner. We’ll light incense and candles, play Motown on the stereo and dance with our brooms.
the french are very crazy about lingerie. that, and those thigh-high nylons you have to attach with the little strappy straps… and not just for sex purposes either. I think these types of nylons are more common than the long-john style US ones here.
i attended a…hardware…party. once.
ahem. *dainty cough*
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I had a BYO chair party once. The bigger the chair, the better.
And at the hardware party I attended years ago, after the hostess displayed the wares, you went into another room to place your order with the headmistress in privacy.