New Year’s Eve 2012: It’s my party and I’ll blog if I want to…

Blog if I want to…

Blahh-ha-hawg if I wawnt tooooo…

You would blog too if it happened tooooo youuuu (doo doo doo doo!)

*record scratch*

Ugh, Get OFF of my blog Selena Gomez. That wasn’t the gif I meant to post. Your wholesome All-American beauty makes me feel like the Jessie Spano to your Kelly Kapowski and I do NOt feel like getting digitally egged by Beliebers again right meow, capickhee?

There, that’s the right one.

Google tells me that the song I just blang (blog-sang) to you was first performed by an artist named Lesley Gore in 1963. My only frame of reference for it is this classic scene from Problem Child in which Junior destroy’s that little flower pictured above’s birthday party. Shahaha.

Here a couple of fun tracks from 2012 to enjoy the rest of this post to:

My New Year’s Eve pre-party wasn’t ruined by a red-headed stepchild — in fact, it wasn’t ruined at all. It was effing awesome! That’s why I changed the lyrics of the song to say “blog” instead of “cry,” even though I didn’t actually blog duringthe party. Frig, I barely found the time to tweet!

I’ve hosted many a dorm-party, club-party, university party-house-party and after party in my day, but never before have I thrown a REAL GROWNUP PARTY in my own loft with over 40 people in attendance.

I set up a Photobooth for kicks and left it alone for the most part. About half of my guests used it — some to hilarious effect. The James Brown pictures are my favourite of the lot. This one of my brother’s friends and Sean makes me laugh too, for some reason… the family portrait aesthetic:

You can view the entire Photobooth set here.

I had a blast, and will definitely be doing this again, but holy kamole is throwing even a pre-party SO MUCH WORK between just two people.

If it hadn’t been for Sean (who did almost all of the foodstuff, half the hosting and 100 per cent of the A/V) I’d have spun out after 5 minutes. I must say, we’re a pretty dope team.

Sorry for the gratuitous mushy.

Making a Facebook event and texting your friends to come over is one thing, but then there are all of the actual party-time things to do, like buying and putting up decorations…

What? I hung a garland...

I didn't actually buy this.

Preparing food (sorry about all of the fire alarms, guys) …

Keeping the cat / guest of honour from swiping at anybody (To his credit, he was actually pretty good – hung out with the people the entire time.)

Photo via Casie Stewart

And then of course, there was the playlist (easy,) my wardrobe (EASY,) cleanup (WAY easier thanks to Saroox who took it upon herself to be angel of dishes — swear to god, best party guest / friend EVER) annnnnd the main event itself: Da bar.

Pretty, right?

At 6 p.m,, my bartop was organized and clean with all of my spirits and mixes where they should be. Martini glasses were at the ready for me to mix up some of the fun Whipped vodka cocktails Pinnacle sent me recipes for.

That semi-organized bar only lasted for about 30 minutes, but in that time I managed to make about 3 of the five recipes I’d picked out before-hand, plus a few impromptu cocktails with the different kinds of booze and mix guests brought over.

The ultra-sweet Whipped® Cream Pie (pictured above) was a hit among the younger ladies who, for some reason, always seem to have stomachs of steel.

• 2 part(s) Pinnacle® Whipped® Vodka
• 1 part(s) coconut rum
• 1 part(s) half & half
Shake over ice and strain into a chilled martini glass. Top with a dollop of Whipped cream.

Also popular was the Orange Cream (pictured to the left.)

I served these ones in gold party cups for the most part and didn’t get many photos (things got crazy) but my friends loved them. The word “dangerous” was tossed around a lot. Much like a Piña Colada, it’s easy to toss back a few too many of these pretty quickly. You don’t want to stop drinking. It just tastes so dang good…

•  2 part(s) Pinnacle® Whipped® Vodka

• 1 part pineapple juice

• 1 part orange juice

Shake with ice and strain into a chilled martini glass. Garnish with an orange slice and serve.

Eventually, bartending had to take a back seat to socializing and people went wild (or not-so-wild) with their own concoctions. Whipped cream vodka is actually pretty tasty mixed with diet cola.

You can find Pinnacle Whipped at liquor stores across the country for only $25 a bottle. BAM!

I brought some with me to share at 159 Manning when I left to go bartend Tim McCready’s BE NICE party with Raymi — at a proper bar that didn’t have chicken wings on it!

McCready's Dashiki

I served more PRB tall-cans Monday night than ever before in my entire life — chiefly because most of the bars I’ve worked at don’t sell tall-cans of PBR, but also because hipsters.

I met tons of interesting, nice, and in some cases severely attractive people. Time-warp band guys, what up  They don’t even need to open their mouths before I know that they’re musicians. A torturous sixth sense I’ve had since I was 14…

I didn’t get to walk around the party much, but when I did I was like “holy crap this is cool.”

People playing music all over the place, funny signs on the doors, and more cute fur collars than I could shake my stupid wizard hat toward. That doesn’t even make sense. I’m tired. Here are some photos:

More photos from NYE 2012 here.

I spent most of New Year’s Day sleeping and cleaning and sweating it out at the gym — nothing fancy.

Surprisingly, I wasn’t even hung over. Like, at all. Go figure that two days later I am now sick as a dog. *sigh* ain’t that the way though?

I’ve been making a list of dumb New Year’s Resolutions that I’ll share when I’m feeling better. For now, it’s back to the bed and the bottle (of cough syrup.)

Happy New Year, homies.