I spent a week trying to find a white outfit for the Kandy Kruise all white party, which is actually a difficult task in September. The whole no-white-after Labor Day rule didn’t play in my favor. There was no HOT white attire to be found at any of my go-to shops. So, I resorted to a stripperesque boutique that really didn’t care what month it was.
This shop, which shall remain nameless to protect the innocent (myself), had plenty of options for the White Party. But I settled on a short little number, that actually left me more clothed than 90% of the other partiers in attendance.
This bikini wearer must not have had such a hard time shopping as me. Neither did the gentlemen who opted for simply wearing the ships white robe.
Before heading down to the main white party deck, I ogled the stage from the upper tier.
I have been to a few clubs in my day. Several to be more accurate. But, nothing compared to this stage complete with jumbo screen, Go-Go dancers and host Cort McCown waiting on the sidelines for a welcome introduction.
I was ready to venture downstairs to join the already in-progress white party. Not more than ten steps later I was paralyzed by watching the sexy winged dancers. Half of me was struck by jealous amazement and half was wondering why I hadn’t packed my wings and furry boots.
The white party goers, all decked out in their white threads, were in full force. The music was pumping, drinks flowing and everyone was busting a move (did that sentence just show my age?). The disco balls drinks were all the rage, not only because they were cool, but they were strong!
Who’s the girl drinking red wine at an all White Party? I don’t do disco balls.
I tried to party into the wee hours of the morning, but only made it until 2. That’s when the dancing started to get crazy and this girl was terrified of spilling wine on the wrong person. Good-night.
Have you ever been to an All White Party?
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Ha ha. Red wine and white attire should never mix! Ask me, I know all about it. Sounded like a good party :-)
I know, I should have been drinking something like a pina colada, but I have a very hard time swaying from my drink of choice!
That was a very cute white dress you found. I've never been to an all white party. Growing up in the Dominican Republic they celebrated El Dia de San Andres; on this day everyone is supposed to wear white, also if you went out during the day on San Andres, you risked getting splacshed with talcum powder, flour or water by any random person; which then sadly evolved into getting egged or drenched in fowl smelling water. On San Andres night there's usually All White parties going on, but I never went to one..
Thanks!
I could definitely handle the talcum powder and flour, but the eggs…yuck!
You go to some interesting parties Annette! I gotta hang with you.
And you look beautiful in your white.
Thanks :)
Great pic by the dice. But where are the white shoes? you left me wanting the WHITE SHOES!!
Ha, Ha! I was thinking the same thing when I put them on. I should have at least worn some blingy silver ones.
I love this, you did well making it until 2 without spilling wine over someoneone! x
That’s what I thought ;)
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