Obvi it’s being hosted by Rose All Day–props to them for snagging that name–and it’s mostly like if Coachella stopped doing narcotics, marriage a hedge fund bro, and compiled multiples wedding inspo committees on Pinterest. The busines describes the gala as an occasion where “rose-lovers can still flaunt classy pink and white outfits while sipping on freshening rose” with meat, live music, and a shit ton of rose. But prepare yourself for stoned biddies to frequently slur “At the rose commemoration we wear pink, ” because that’s low-key the dress code.
But wait, there’s more: you can buy fucking bottle service and VIP tickets, but even a regular ticket gets you Rose All Day merch( rug and a wine glass ). Literally, make my fucking money. If you haven’t once booked your airplane ticket for this fair, it’s happening in Dallas, Texas( Texas perpetually) on October 29. What better route to start your Halloweekend blackout than by dressing up and drinking outdoors ??
And if you don’t live in Texas, New York has literally the exact same happening. It’s called the Pinknic, it happens in June, and it’s essentially merely an excuse to wear pink and detect bougie while you get drunk off Mumbling Angel. What a time to be alive.