I recently came up with (stole) the freshest idea for a theme party. By now we’ve all seen people wearing message T-shirts out in public that never should have been made in the first place, let alone seen the light of day on an actual human body. And yet, because of these wildly inappropriate and often ironic wardrobe choices, inspiration came to me (well, it came to Katy Cardarelli) and this new theme was born!
I sat down with Katy to get the scoop on how to throw an awesomely bad T-shirt party.
You recently hosted a pretty unique party, Katy. Tell me about your idea and how you came up with it!
As fate would have it, I saw a girl with a rather tight-fitting black T-shirt on that read, in huge purple and aqua neon lettering: “Tell your boyfriend to stop texting me!” At that moment, I knew what I had to do…I had to throw a party in honor these saying T-shirts. Thus, the first annual Bad Saying T-shirt Party was born.
Who judged the contest?
We embraced the democratic process and voted secret-ballot style (on little papers cut into the shape of T-shirts).
Were there any rules, or any topics that were off-limits?
The only rule we had was that our guests wear the most vulgar, stupid, trashy, idiotic, and/or cheesy saying T-shirt they could find.
Any local shops that you’re recommend for food and libations? What’s your fave
dish/drink to get there?
La Rancherita has amazing, authentic Mexican food. Personally, I like to gobble down the chicken tinga tacos.
What was the grand prize?
First place was awarded the two most appropriate gifts we could think of — bragging rights and a bottle of Jack.
Any local bands you would recommend to play at our readers’ dirty T-shirt parties?
Ka Pow!, Mason Porter, and The Sermon rock the DubC Scene. Matt Kresge has the best acoustic set in town.
Did any of the attendees DIY their shirts, or were they mostly purchased at fine local retailers?
Since we’re enduring an economic crisis, we did allow partygoers to make their own shirts. In fact, the winner (a woman, Mandy Stadtmiller to be exact) ironed on the saying, “I shaved my balls for this?” onto an old wife beater. Now that’s frugal creativity at its finest, and I applaud that kind of behavior.
Thanks Katy!! Maybe next time you can invite me…
