Today is my husband’s birthday. He’d rather forget how old he is, so let’s keep the fact that he turned 42 between us, ok? Working full-time on American hours from Italy while caring for our nearly 2-year-old son is draining, so I wasn’t quite up to planning a birthday bash. But I couldn’t ignore my honey’s big day. As my son was coloring his arm with his washable markers for the millionth time, it hit me that I should get him to help me. So, I decided the theme would be graffiti. You can’t really see it from the photo above, but you’ll get the picture if you look below. I just had my son scribble on everything with his markers. He scribbled with yellow marker on the card covering my husband’s gift (which were personalized pillow cases that read, “Always Kiss Me Goodnight,” which I found at PersonalizationMall.com), the sign on his cake, and a sign for the door. Although my son used every color available to him, I made sure that orange, yellow, and hubby’s favorite blue dominated. I used table linens I had from an Easter we spent in Ischia and were the perfect shades of blue. And the clown picks on the cake (which I found at the supermarket here in Ischia) came in a packet of all different colors and I chose the orange, yellow, and blue ones available. Back in the States I had wrapped hubby’s gift with blue paper, but I found a gold rope used to tie the wrapping on a chocolate Easter egg.
Since this was just for my husband, who is an adult, I didn’t bother carrying the theme in any other ways. But you could. If this were a children’s party, you could tape brown paper to the walls and tables and have the kids make their own graffiti. You could make more decorations with graffiti on them, such as place cards that look like a wall with the name written in what looks like spray paint, a photo booth with a graffiti backdrop, or images of actual street art scattered about. You could make graffiti with icing for the cake. The options are limitless. By the way, for those who are wondering, I made the cake from scratch. It’s a banana cake filled with cherry jam (made by my sisters-in-law) and topped with Nutella that I melted just slightly to be able to spread it. So far, the reviews for the cake have been good. And we managed to use all six of the bananas we had let turn black. Just overly ripe, I say. Overall, I’d say it was a happy birthday, but you’ll have to ask the 42-year-old in the family.