I can't believe I forgot to tell you this: I'm a murderer (and a few other things as well).
Last Saturday was Tiani's 21st birthday 'How to Host a Murder' Party. It had a gangster type theme and was set in 1920's Chicago.
I played the role of 'Silky Madam,' an elegant and enterprising widow with an exclusive club (that later turned out to be a high class brothel). I dressed up for the role in my shiny blue evening gown, a (fake) fur stole, and a long strand of (fake) pearls, with my hair curled in a vaguely 1920's style. Everyone else dressed up as well - a 'straight-laced' district attorney, a journalist, a rising star baseball player, a high stakes gambler, a dedicated golfer, a sultry club singer (who previously worked in my noble establishment), and a beautiful socialite with a talent for driving fast cars and wielding tommy guns.
The storyline was more convoluted and complicated than the other 'How to Host a Murder's I have played, but we managed to sort most of it out and piece it all together before it was all revealed in the end. Only one of the players guessed that I must be the murderer, though, and none of us (me included) had figured out what my motive for killing the notorious crime boss, Hal Coppone, could possibly be. Turns out it was mostly that I ended up in the right place at the right time and I wanted his money.
It was a lot of fun, but I forgot to take any photos of us all dressed up, sorry.
The funniest thing is that two of Tiani's friends still don't know my real name as we only referred to each other by our character names and, if I run into them again, will probably call me Silky, especially Ed (Billy, the baseball player) because he called me Silky so many times throughout the night:
"Silky, can you please pass the ..."
"So how do you know Tiani, Silky?"
1 comment:
Sounds so much like fun.
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