Better yet! Forget that crap. That's immature. How about one of those wild parties with colored lights and diaphanous curtains billowing gently from big sliding glass doors that lead out into the garden, which has been hung with paper lanterns casting their soft white glow and throwing crossed interlacing shadows from the legs of all the party-goers, who sip their refined cocktails and nibble hoity hors d'oeuvres whilst discussing the latest scandals in the art world?
That sounds fun. We could totally make fun of those people, even if they weren't naked!
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