I have a birthday coming up (and yes, I am accepting gifts); but unfortunately I have come to the realisation that after your 21st, there’s really nothing left to celebrate—I’m another year older and still have no accomplishments…cool. So, I’ve decided, that the only way you can guarantee that your day will still be awesome after 21, is to obviously host a killer birthday party.
In my opinion, Australia Day is almost better than Christmas Day. Practically the entire country celebrates this beautiful land in unison…plus it’s another excuse to get ridiculously drunk, and have a ridiculously crazy Aussie Day party. But before you start sending Facey invites, here’s a few tips to help get you through the day and night—because Christ knows if it’s an Australia Day party, it’s going to get pretty wild.
When we were underage, a house party was the coolest thing to go to, because obviously there was no where else you could get blind drunk. It was cheap, we could pass out wherever the hell we liked and we wouldn’t get denied because our shirt didn’t have a collar.
In more simple times, you didn’t need special effects, 3D glasses or overly-complicated storylines to make a great movie…all you needed was a great party.
You’ve been invited to the biggest house party of the season, everything has been advertised and made out to be the ‘you can’t miss this or you will regret it’ party. Will it live up to every ones expectations? Or will it just be named and shamed as one of those try hard parties?
We’ve all heard the legendary tale of one girl, a Facebook account and the hoax that made Australia wonder about privacy settings for the very first time. The people at Longstaff Road in Melbourne’s Eastern suburbs have decided to make the most of the hoax and instead spend each and every Friday night throwing the largest frat-house style party you’ve ever seen.