AUGUST IS THE MOST AWESOME MONTH IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD!!!

firstly, thank you for puffing my big head up EVEN MORE in regards to my tiki tiki tavi bombshell dress!  i've responded to each of your lovely hollas in the comments section, because i am type A to the fifth power. (when i entered my exclamation pointed responses into the wee comment box, blogger wouldn't allow it, because it was like a 4,500 word comment.  i shit you not.)  and guess what?  my dress was a featured project today at burdastyle and a top 25 for july.  i must have just eeked in.  or it could be because it's my birthday week.

oh, did i not tell you that today marks the beginning of my birthday week?   i didn't?  IT DOES!!!  this morning ruggy woke me with the best coffee in the world and cherry scones.  and tonight we're having fried chicken.  he SO gets the birthday week.  and i'm doing my very best to wear something me-made every day.  a few weeks ago, i finally jumped on the coffee date dress bandwagon and whipped this up.  it's most definitely man made material, stretchy, and highly flammable.  it's a good thing i'm not blowing out any candles today. 

i did away with the ruffly bit, sliced here and there where i thought i should on the paper pattern (a little off the curved waist, a little off the neckline too square it up) and used this great twin needle technique at burdastyle to cover up the holey bits.  there are a few drunken bits, but i'm cool with it.  so i played dress up today.

speaking of dressing up, would you like to come over for a party?  i would so love to have you chez kalkatroona. it'll have to be a virtual party, cause let's face it, new york apartments are not large.  and who knows what sort of bunch you are in person.  surely debi would drink me out of house and home.  i imagine emilykate and karen especially could wreak much havoc, should they ever meet.  and don't even get me started on beangirl.

now, while i am quite enamored of birthday prizes, i don't want you shelling out all that hard earned imaginary virtual cash for an oonaesque trinket.  non, i would like instead for you to bring one of your favorite things to this shindig.

not catching my drift?  allow me to explain.  this past drunken weekend, i was regaled with tales of house parties my parents had, one most excellent birthday party in particular.  in their raucous hippie newlywed days, papa balloona asked all their friends over, and requested that in lieu of prizes, guests brought their favorite things. records, booze, sweets, what have you.  that was a blowout party, apparently.  you can imagine what sort of things big daddy's friends favored.

BRILLIANT idea, i thought.  then, upon reading amy's comment on my bombshell dress: i love that it's inspiring a glamorous game of dress-up with everyone!  the virtual party idea was born.

so!  this friday august 5th, if you like, post your very most fabulous/wild/outrageous/lovely party outfit on your blog (hand made, mais oui), and tell me what you're bringing to the fray!  holler at me here, and i'll link to every party guest in a tipsy post on sunday, the end of my birthday week.

be sure to strike a party pose...

won't you come on over?  i'd love to see you!