I am almost 40 years old and I am going to my first toga party.
Let's hope I don't drown in a bucket of screaming purple jesuses.
Luckily for me it has been pushed out until September. This means I have some breathing room to get myself to the gym and decide which bed sheet I am going to sacrifice to the party gods. If the last costume party held by these hosts is any indication I can forget ever sleeping on that sheet again. Don’t worry I will have something on underneath.