- Sophie &Friends
Have you ever seen one of those clown cars? You know, the one that drives into the circus ring, screeches to a halt, and starts ejecting an unbelievable number of clowns in various shapes and sizes -- usually ending with either a really, really tall clown or an amazingly fat one (who usually gets stuck in the door and has to be pulled out by the entire posse). Or maybe you’ve seen that magic act where the magician reaches into his hat and pulls out a rabbit, then some flowers, then a hockey stick, then a vacuum cleaner...
The amazing thing about being in the party business for sixteen years is the number of kids I get to see from year to year. I get to watch them grow up, and that’s really quite a treat for someone without children of their own. This weekend I was doing a bar mitzvah, and two young ladies came through the door and stopped dead in their tracks...
“Hey, aren’t you the party lady?” said one girl. “You did my dalmatian party when I was like six!”
“Oooh, didn’t you use to sing the watermelon song?” chimed in her friend.
When we decorate for our own fiestas we often hang papel picado (colorful tissue paper squares with cut-out images that are strung together to make banners), giant peppers, big sombreros, maracas, cacti, piñatas, mariachi figures...
Mexico is an amazingly inventive place. If people don’t have something at hand (which is often the case around here), they come up with some other way of doing it. Usually it involves something precarious, or maybe even a little dangerous, but hey… They get the job done!