Hostess Confessions: That One Time I…🤫
Confession #1: That One Time I Got Everyone Drunk Off One Drink 🍸
Let’s talk about the time I accidentally got my sister, her new boyfriend, and myself way too drunk off just one cocktail. It all started with my shiny new jigger—I was feeling fancy, okay? But what I didn’t realize was that I had no clue what the measurements on it actually were. I thought I’d made three drinks, but when I went to pour them... it only filled one glass...so I made it two more times🙃. Not sure if it was my math skills failing me, the pressure of impressing my new brother, or just a touch of beginner’s cocktail-maker nerves, but let’s just say we were definitely feeling that one drink. The best part? The new boyfriend is still around, and we were laughing about it for ages. Turns out, a good time can be had with just a single, very strong, drink.
Confession #2: The Robe, Curlers, and Almost a Wardrobe Malfunction 💅
Okay, let me paint the picture for you: I used to have this very ambitious strategy for dinner parties where I’d get all my prep done first—cocktails, cookies, everything—before I’d even think about getting ready. And while that sounds all organized and type-A on paper, what it really meant was answering the door looking like a disaster. Picture this: curlers still in my hair, robe hanging on for dear life, and—because I had to have a drink in hand to de-stress before the chaos of hosting—I was also clutching my cocktail like it was some kind of security blanket. 🥂
But here’s the kicker: I’m trying to update my friend on my very complicated dating life while also juggling with dangerously close-to-burning cookies in the oven and shaking cocktails like a cocktail ninja. I’m doing the absolute most, and somehow—I’m dashing back and forth answering the door without flashing anyone. Or, at least, no one's mentioned it... so maybe I dodged a bullet? 😅
Fast forward to today, and I’ve finally figured out how to plan ahead. Now, I’m all about that prep checklist—getting my drink, getting my outfit together, and getting my vibe right before the chaos hits. I mean, the cookies still burn occasionally, but at least I’m no longer risking a wardrobe malfunction when my friends arrive. 🤦♀️
Confession #3: The Soda Shaker Explosion 🍾💥
Alright, let me take you back to one of my all-time dumb blonde moments. So there I was, in the middle of making a cute little cocktail for my friends, feeling like a total pro with my cocktail shaker in hand. I decided to get a little fancy and toss in some soda for that fizzy sparkle. What could possibly go wrong, right?
Well, what I didn’t realize was that my attention had fully drifted to the jaw-dropping story my friend was telling me. I’m talking full-on, life-altering drama that had me hanging on every word—totally distracted. I had no clue I was about to cause a disaster, but before I knew it, I had shaken that cocktail shaker like I was auditioning for some bartender reality show.
Cue the explosion. 🍾💥 Soda + shaking = pure chaos! The thing went everywhere—up the walls, all over the ceiling, in my hair, and on my friends, who were just trying to process what was happening in their own lives.
For a second, I think we were all frozen, just staring at the mess in complete shock. But then, the realization hit... and we were dying laughing. I mean, literally on the floor, clutching our stomachs, trying to catch our breath.
At least we got some serious ab workout from laughing so hard. And hey, it made for one of those “legendary” moments that my friends still bring up when we get together. Nothing like a little disaster to keep the party going, right? 😜
Conclusion: Cheers to the Chaos 🍸💁♀️
So, yeah—sometimes life (and cocktails) don't go according to plan. But honestly? That’s what makes it all fun. Whether it’s a drink that sneaks up on you, a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen, or a cocktail shaker that explodes into a comedy show, it's all part of the ride. If there's one thing I’ve learned, it’s that a good time is always about the company, the laughs, and, let's be real, a little bit of chaos. So here’s to embracing the mess, learning from it, and, of course, pouring another drink while you do. 🥂
