Most bridal showers are arduous affairs—one more excuse to sit at Bridezilla's feet and coo over ridiculous lingerie that's never going to get worn. This gorgeous couple, who are getting married in less than a week, had a better idea—two better ideas—for a party. First, they made the shower coed, and second, they made it cocktail-themed.

It feels as if one could get drunk off the gift-opening portion of the evening alone. The future marrieds open boxes containing vodka, gin, mixers, olives, bar towels, cherries, tequila, whiskey, wine, highball and martini and champagne glasses, and much more. The soon-to-be-a-groom opens a box and lists its contents: "Vermouth, bourbon... this is from my parents, by the way." A relative shouts from the sidelines, "We're all chipping in for the 12-step program you're going to need," and the future bride adds, "We thought we'd have the wedding shower and the intervention all at once."

It's time for toasts, and someone screws up the stereo trying to turn it down. The host of the party begins: "I've known you since birth and I'm honored to have this party in my house and..." he cocks his ear toward the radio and changes the subject, disgustedly: "Is that Keith Urban?" Later, someone comments: "You're the most laid-back bride-to-be I've ever seen." The couple smile at each other and it's easy to see why: They're having a good time among friends, they'll have the best-stocked home bar in the Pacific Northwest, and their mutually shared affection for fostering a drinking... hobby... ensures a happy, boozy life together.

Want The Stranger to toast along with the grandmotherly declaration: "There's no splitting in the Catholic Church!" at your house party? E-mail the date, place, time, and party details to partycrasher@thestranger.com.