Theme: some sort of glam fancy dress where everyone makes a massive effort and loves it. If I can shoehorn myself into plastic trousers and body glitter into the theme then that.
Food: painstakingly self-prepared and over-catered. Many baked products, Mediterranean salads, pico de gallo, possibly meze, homemade pittas with kofte, pizza, heavy and moist pistachio cakes.
Soundtrack: loud and fast, rock turning to hard house and psy-trance until the following lunchtime.
Number of guests: loads
Location: my house
Activities/other: dancing, yeah karaoke, cocktails. The kids at grandma’s