Okay, I have a confession to make. I've been keeping a dirty little secret, and it's hard for me to admit it, being a "party girl"and all...
But I hate balloons.
Okay. So I know I’m new to this blog thing, and I don’t want to appear to be negative or anything, but after 16 years of doing parties I have a serious bone to pick with San Francisco…
SFers don't RSVP!
As a party planter this drives me cuh-ray-zee! I mean, seriously! Please think about this: how am I supposed to know how many fairy wings I’m supposed to order if you don’t let the host know you are coming?!