That party was lit: everything about the Tiki Kiki Tropical Garden Party

‘Oh, fuck it, I don't care.’ And so it happened that I jumped into the jacuzzi in my dress. To the left, people were working, to the right, someone was attempting a split (or at least trying), and the Hawaiian necklaces, coconut bikinis, and inflatable flamingos were flying through the air. You get it: the Tropical Kiki Tiki Garden Party was on.

Long story short (I mentioned it earlier on Insta): I had my birthday at the beginning of May and wanted a tropical garden party, but with nice weather. So we gambled on June 1st. The Bring-Hawaii-to-Utrecht plan started as a small idea, grew bigger by the day (friends know: I don't do things ‘half’, I don't know how to do that) and suddenly there was a kind of mini-festival in my own garden. With the perfect weather, so I think the Tiki sun gods really noticed my naked limbo dance from the day before.

A little less than an average person, I enjoyed those thirty degrees yesterday because yes, I had the man with the hammer visiting and my spaghetti legs could barely handle daylight but still, it was worth it. ‘Look, seriously, you show me that thinking big is not crazy at all. Life is a party, why not celebrate?’, said a good friend. And sorry, but that's just how it is for me. Some people make checklists on their deathbed, why not when you're alive? Well, behind the tropical party, I can put a big fat check.,

I can tell you.

Then just a little Oscar round to all the people who made this possible. First of all, all family and friends for setting up, helping (and enduring my alter ego Mariah Carey when I'm stressed and a thousand things need to happen). If you're wondering how on earth to bring the tropics to your own backyard: Poley Palm is where you need to be. They have bamboo bars, a thousand types of plants for rent, flamingos, monkeys; you name it. Costs a bit, but then you get something.

Want to make the party grand with a cocktail shaker, ask for Vincent at The Fabulous Shaker Boys. He loves to help make your hangover possible. Lolea Sangria and Martin Miller’s Gin are also happy to contribute. Alright, what else do you need for a Hawaii party? A sushi girl from Meisjes met Smaak. Rolls the most delicious makis right in front of you and is really a fun addition to your party. Furthermore: go to Action for decorations (thanks, Daan, for all the flamingo stuff) and think of a photo corner. I had a surfboard photo board thing, they have it at Bol.com. Also think of a thousand lights (Hema, Xenos) and lanterns for the garden. Of course, you order Hawaiian pizzas (tip: the Big One from Domino’s, 10-person pizza, it's hysterical), and make some fun tropical snacks yourself. Also, get enough fruit. Pineapple = photogenic. Then invite some fun people and all the ingredients for a successful party are present as far as I'm concerned.

By the way, it's hilarious that I'm now being invited for surf lessons in Waikiki on Insta and have already received several requests for organizing parties. And suddenly you knew it: career switch. YOU'RE BECOMING A PARTY PLANNER. Please, no. Way too much organizing. But once a year? Hell yeah. I think we should keep the Tropical Party going. For now, Kiki Tiki is going underground again. ALOHA!

P.S.: Also traveling to Waikiki? On my Instagram you'll find the entire report of the evening including embarrassing videos in ‘Highlights’. You were kind of there. Bye!