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Theme Parties – Second Night
Second Night of Theme Parties
I can’t remember for sure what I wore this night, but I THINK I borrowed an outfit from one of my roommates. We were so deluded into thinking she had an ever-growing closet full of such pretty clothes (it would be years before we realized how horrible they truly were) because her mother worked at an upscale department store with generous employee discounts. I’m thinking I wore a pair of slate blue (I know, I know) slacks with a matching sweater set – vest and cardigan.
One applause I do have to give the 70’s is that we did have pretty sweaters. They were colorful and scenic, often featuring a country or mountain scene, flowers or snowflakes, or a menagerie of animals. The sweater vest I wore had graduating shades of blue in it and a band of orange and yellow flowers going straight across the bust. We used to joke about the position of those flowers -- nothing like creating a focal point.
I arrived at Panhellenic ready for my first theme party of the second night, which was Heat Wave. I wish I could say they had a surprise turn out and were hosting a full house; in reality, you could count the attendees on one hand. There were three, maybe four, of us. For some reason, we sat in the floor, though I can’t for the life of me remember why.
Heat Wave didn’t perform a skit. Or if they did, I have no recollection of it whatsoever. I guess they felt like they just didn’t have enough members to do one. Our time was spent talking. A couple of older women (who I suspect were the age I am now) were present and serving finger foods. Naively, I thought they were mothers; I’d later realize they were alums! Duh. I was so young!!!
These girls were so nice, but in all honesty, they really were not rushing very hard. Maybe they had lost heart or felt defeated before they began. Rebuilding had to seem like such a daunting task --and how could they compete with these mega-excited sororities bopping all around them? The rumors that they were close to folding sure didn’t help.
Even though there were only six members, believe it or not, I didn’t meet all of them! For whatever reason, a couple of the members hung back, choosing to work in the kitchen and be task-oriented instead of mixing with the rushees. The lovely girl who talked to me on the first night also did at the theme party. I remember she sat on the floor beside me, her long legs curved beneath her, took my hand and said “Oh ________, I just know you’d be so happy in Heat Wave.” Other than that, I really was not rushed that night and the rest of the party was spent talking about classes, majors and dorm life.
I left Heat Wave feeling sad. If the small turn out at this party was any indication to how their rush was going, I suspected the rumors about them folding would prove to be true.
Next, I went to Village People, where the skit was a Bavarian Beer Party theme. What I remember is that it was really funny, especially the girls who played soldiers clunking around in combat boots and talking in heavy German accents. Laughing, I got choked on a cookie and just about went into one of those spastic barking fits of coughing --thank goodness, one of the sisters plied me with water and I pulled myself together before all control went out the window.
I had a great time at this party! They were also the top favorite of Extra Sharp…and of Limburger.
Next up: invitations to pref! And what a day it would be.
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