I used to be "Asia Croson: The Girl Who Everyone Thought Was Cool But Is Actually Really Awkward" but now I am "Asia Croson: Party Photographer Extraordinaire." Ohhh yeah. Upgrade.
My trick: give yourself a role.
I feel like a rockstar on the dance floor, but put me in a house where there’s red cups and all of the sudden I’m like, "omg-I-have-lost-all-conversation-skills-and-have-gained-a-lot-of-awkward-tendencies-can’t-we-just-dance-or-play-board-games?" Being sober provides zero social lubrication, so sometimes I get buzzed off Red Bull and I’m like "WHOO!!! LIFE OF THE PARTY!!" But then like not, since Red Bull fades faster than booze. Dangit.
I love people, and I love people who love people, so these house parties are inevitable. And, with this trick of mine, they are actually enjoyable.
All you have to do is give yourself a job, a role, something to do, a purpose in life!
Roles you can have:
- The designated iPhone photographer
- The greeter
- The board game bank keeper
- The person who goes and grabs more beer (there’s a name for that person isn’t there)
- The DJ
- The cookie maker
- The drink pourer
- The cute one in the cornerScratch that last one, I’ve tried it and it doesn’t work too well.
Roles you should never have:
- The girl you have to carry out.
Party on, rockstars!
Tons of love, Asia
p.s. Loved partying in DC with CJ and these fab ladies, you can see all the survivor themed house party pics here: http://asiacrosonphotography.pass.us/housewarming-survival/