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For our next club event we have 4 choices to pick from. I'm curious if themes matter for us? This will be our second club/ls event. First was a learning experience but overall made many mistakes. But between the 2 clubs here are the 4 themes...

 

1. Newbie Night

2. Denim and Diamonds Night

3. Milf and Cougar in Net Night

4. Black Dress Night

 

Again, we're looking to meet like-minded couples and have sex that night and/or at least develop a connection and trade info for further socialization.

 

Are theme's largely ignored and insignificant or do they play a big role in what the population and event experience will be?

 

The first club we went to last weekend was a DILF (Dude I'd Like to Fuck) contest. Complete waste of time that consisted of standing around for 2 hours watching a handful of guys dance and act goofy. Allowed little in the way of socialization and connection.

 

Thanks!

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I recommend newbie night. They explain things to newbies, there are other newbies in the same boat and the veteran swingers will be happy to gently pop your cherry. IMHO.

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Newbie night. Definitely. And you seem like a very competitive person. This isn’t a game to be won as quickly as possible. It’s the worlds best choose your own adventure book.

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Ok, we're looking at newbie night.

 

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I think a theme serves as a conversation starter. It gives complete strangers something in common to talk about. "Nice costume" etc. It also brings an atmosphere of fun to the event.

 

Outside of that, I don't think themes are too important.

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I'm associated with The O Zone in Toronto.... we host an event every Friday and Saturday night, and EVERY night has a theme. Some we need to decorate for, (and then we try to use that theme base for both nights that weekend, if not for 2 or 3 weekends in a row... Halloween for example)... Many events are just a suggestion for dressing up (ie: Tight & Bright Night)... gives an idea to those who need help putting together an outfit. About half of our members dress in theme to some degree, and follow our social media to find out what the themes are. The other half don't care, and just 'dress to impress', and still fit in and enjoy the evening the same.

We try not to do things like contests as like someone already said, it wastes time watching the event. Most club nights, people just want to dance, chat and meet others.

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