In celebration of Michael Jackson's 51st birthday, my roommates and I are throwing a "Michael Jackson Birthday Bash." We sent out the invite over a month ago to ensure that there's going to be no excuses. It'll be the best party ever thrown at the Taft Suite.

My brother, AKA DJ Shnooms, got me the entire catalog of Michael Jackson songs--all 450 of them. Everything from the Jackson 5 to the Jacksons to his solo years. I've got the pleasure of listening to it now and separating it into playlists. I'll post the playlist for you when I'm done.

There's so much awesome Michael that most people didn't even know exists. This party is going to be full of, "Michael Jackson sings that song."

Everyone's getting excited for their outfits. Marielle will be creating a whole new wardrobe--she's picking up some penny loafers, big white socks--and sprinkling them with some glitter--Black short pants, a white MJ shirt, and a fedora on top.

We've even got Alex Feder, of the XYZ affair, coming down from the Big NYC.

Labels: Birthday, Life stories, Michael Jackson, MJ, party, Taft Suite, XYZ affair

Our New York City Showroom is coming down to DC to visit the Crooked Monkey offices on Thursday and Friday. January will be our three year anniversary, but this will mark the first time that these city folk will venture down to the famed warehouse.

We're super excited and are getting the office ready for the big event. We're preparing a grand welcome--21 gun salute, flower petals and kegs. Apparently, Heather's never played Beer pong, which probably means she's also never done a KegStand. By the time she's done with her visit, she'll be able to check both of those off her list.

We rented a nice room for her, Sylana and Todd in my apartment complex. I told them to bring their PJs because we might forgo the room if I decide to host a slumber party in the Taft Suite. Details to follow.

Labels: Office Stories, showroom, Taft Suite