So there’s this new kind of party for 20-40 year olds. Sounds quite good, actually, that is if it doesn’t turn into some incredibly annoying invasion of privacy and personal space.
In the words of the hosts, “you’re at a party, the music is blaring and the booze is flowing when you spot some sexpot doing the Macarena that makes your heart go a flutter. However let’s face it, no matter how many times they catch your eye, blow you kisses or even motion you to come over and limber up for Wigfield, you will never, ever have the guts to go and speak to them….(but) what if you had someone to go make a move on your behalf? What if you had an accomplice, a wing man? What if you had…A Meddler of Honour?!”
‘The Meddlers’ are a confident bunch, whose sole purpose is to get people together. Expertly trained by ninjas, apparently, they seek out whomever you fancy and then meddle away until you’re happily chatting and swapping numbers. And before long the whole party is meddling in everyone else’s business and setting every single person up.
So seems that at last, the shy retiring singleton now has someone to make the moves for him. Or her. (But isn’t that what the booze is supposed to do?)
This new party phenomenon has caught the press attention in a big way, with coverage in Grazia, Celebs on Sunday, Company Magazine, Fabulous Magazine, Time out, London Paper, The Star, with even celebs getting hooked up it would appear…
Forget the slow process of getting-to-know-you and all that pavlova. There’s now no excuse not to chat up that honey across the room, and with food and drinks deals, you can always load up on Dutch courage if you feel the need.
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