My parents gave elaborate dinner/bridge parties. My mom would wear bizarre looking caftans, make odd ,exotic dishes, (for the times), and everyone would get sloshed... (think Madmen).
We would hide on the stairs and peek. I have heard rumors that many bounderies were crossed at those parties. My father was also into acting, and I think the Players Guild had the wildest parties of all.
Like most families, we had our share of dysfunction...(think of the psychiatrist in Running With Scissors). But my parents were also quirky, silly, goofy and funny. This is where my siblings and I learned to utilize humor as a way of coping w/ even the most painful experiences in life. We still have a blast when we're all together.
Finding humor in my everyday experiences continues to be an important aspect of my professional as well as my personal life.
It also helps ameliorate and temper my more serious, intense, analytical and contemplative side. I think some of these personality traits are genetic, some the result of being the daughter of a psychiatrist and some from the particular brand of dysfunctional mayhem I endured during my childhood!