Back to the 70s...

Today, a colleague of Mathilde’s, Maite, was celebrating her birthday. So in honour of that, Marie and some other friends of hers had organized a 70’s party, to remind her of her youth I suppose ;-). So, it meant me and Mathilde needed some 70’s gear to join the fun. Turned out to be rather challenging, actually, especially for me. The only stuff I’ve got that could possible qualify are some Marimekko shirts, but those are no good, apparently ;-). My trip to Finland didn’t yield anything either, in spite of us going through my parents’ wardrobe. We even tried a fancy dress shop in Haut-de-Cagnes we found on the yellow pages, but turned out it was more of a costume making workshop than anything else. We did find some well dodgy glasses from one of the maxi bazaar shops in town.

In the end, I ended up putting my bright red Che Guevara t-shirt, Mathilde’s dad’s leather jacket (a few sizes too small), and Mathilde’s jeans! (a LOT of sizes too small). I have to say that walking with those pants was a bit of a struggle, but that was nothing compared to sitting down or getting up from a chair ;-). Mathilde’s outfit was a bit more in the hippie style, with a South American touch (she put on a poncho purchased from Peru). So, I think both of us were definitely presentable for the party. After making a detour to Nice to pick up Marie and Jay Jay, we headed down to Maite’s place near Grasse.

It turned out to be a real hoot of a party. And that in spite of the fact that I was the designated driver for the evening. In fact, I can’t recall when I had so much fun the last time. I started off the evening being bartender, preparing Mojitos and Caipirinhas for people (we had some rum and Cachaça to finish off). The rest of the party I mostly spent munching away, sipping away at the two beers I had during the evening, and taking a rather remarkable amount of photos. It was the perfect occasion for it, given the rather flamboyant way people had showed up! Especially Gilles and Valerie were pretty damn cool, I think, in their outfits (they looked like they were straight out of the Avengers, Gilles with his bowler hat, and Valerie in her black leather outfit).


The party carried on into the little hours of the evening, with a rather long but very entertaining “gift offering session”, and finishing with three young ladies doing a photo shoot for us, showing “various emotional states” in very expressive ways. And no, don’t worry, there was no nudity involved. Eventually we got home about four AM, after a most excellent night out. Which gave us an excellent excuse to do a proper "grasse matinee" the next day...