Domestic bliss is Tupperware. Tupperware is domestic bliss.
In perfect Suburban tradition, I attended my first party at age 8.
I was watching intently as the women baked cupcakes and showed how
they fit in the Rectangular Cake Taker. I was in love for life.
I was delighted to find that Tupperware is alive and well, even in
LA. I tend to delete emails that are from stores, even stores I
love.. But, Plastica sent an email and thankfully “Tupperware
Party” was in the subject line and I immediately put it on my
calendar. This one was presented by Phranc (with a P-H and a hard
C). She is a self-proclaimed Jewish, lesbian punk folk singer.
Phranc wears an apron that says “Tupperware Lady” an even has a song
she sings that is the same title. While she is certainly not what I
remember Tupperware Ladies looking like… She is a refreshing change
and she knows her shit.
I had a very LA Tupperware Party experience. There were gay men
salivating over the Garlic Keeper that is just darling and there were
some lonely single women that seemed to find solace in their tiny
plastic containers. The owners of Plastica had the party catered by
Speranza on Hyperion and even some homemade cookies.
I bought nearly $200 worth of cups, keepers, bowls, and veggies cases.
Do you think Tupperware would welcome a pornographer to become a
Tupperware Lady? It has always been a little secret dream of mine.
Wouldn’t that be fabulous?
On the 32nd day god created Tupperware
Tupperware chic is alive and well in Los Angeles
