Party Like It's 1973

I am, embarrassingly, one of those people who likes her birthday too much. I have been known to dress in elaborate costumes, drag my friends to far corners of the five boroughs for, say, crab legs, and peer-pressure guests into drinking flaming cocktails at a tiki bar. I can't help myself—I love gathering people together and doing ridiculous things; I love the memories, I love the pictures, and I really love the cake. So this year for my birthday, I am having a 1973 potluck. We will be eating Swedish meatballs, shrimp cocktail, and apple cake; watching Serpico, The Getaway, and Don't Look Now; and listening to Zeppelin, David Bowie, and Pink Floyd. I'll serve champagne punch in vintage glasses

and hopefully people will get dressed up. As for me, I can't decide between wearing an

old-school concert tee and strange retro pants with heels, or going classic and feminine with a chic Halston gown.