Costume Party

In addition to being one of Latin America’s best business schools, Kim’s school is also famous for its parties. On Friday night we went to Giovanna. (The parties have names, apparently.) It was a costume party, so we thought long and hard about what to wear. And by that I mean we still didn’t know what we were going to be on the morning of the party.

Finally, Kim decided we’d go as 1950s greasers—mainly because we already had everything necessary to complete the outfits, with the exception of hair gel. So Kim made a quick trip to the store and then dumped half a bottle of green goo into my hair. Before I knew it, I had an extremely cool pompadour.

Hepcats

The party didn’t start until midnight, so around 9:00 we went out to eat with Kim’s classmates Monica and Daniel. After stuffing ourselves with spaghetti and downing three Cokes each, we were ready for Giovanna.

Kim, Daniel, and Monica

The venue was really cool: it was an old power plant with three huge smokestacks. The dance floor was on the ground level, and it was pretty packed. The basement had chairs and couches, so it was a little more laid back.

Dance floor

The party was fun, but my only complaint was the costumes. Most people rented theirs from a costume store, for crying out loud. We saw five sailors, for example (I have a feeling that was the cheapest one). I guess I was expecting something more like Halloween in Madison, where everyone has a wacky homemade costume.

Apparently these people don’t realize how late it is.

Anyway, we stayed until the caffeine wore off, which was around 3:30. Needless to say, we didn’t do much on Saturday.