In the party biz, I have a great many of what I like to call "MacGyver Moments." For those of you who miss the reference, MacGyver was a TV show in the mid-Eighties to early Nineties. The main character was a troubleshooter who would solve problems in non-violent ways, often using only what he had on hand (most readily duct tape and a Swiss Army knife). And from the looks of it, he and I could have shared the same hair stylist!
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?!