Happy Birthday Morning Glory!

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This morning, I woke up at 5am to celebrate a one of a kind birthday: the Morning Glory was blowing its first candle! It was my first time, and I was there for the big party.

I didn’t know what the Morning Glory was until I was randomly told about it last month by a mysterious Argentinian angel met on one of the numerous 5 Rhythms dance floors that I frequent.

The Morning Glory is a pre-work healthy rave party that kicks in on week days at 6.30 am in a spacious east London warehouse. It spread to any major big fun city of the world over the last year (NYC, San Fran, Brighton, Paris, Tokyo… and Zurich). Drugs and alcohol are replaced by smoothie, coffee, and stretching. But everything else is fairly ravy. Beautiful peeps turn into creatures for a moment and jump together in fabulous extravaganza outfits.

It took me almost 2 hours to get there from North West London. I am not used to apprehending the city that early (unless I haven’t slept at all). It was an adventure to make my way there and I was about to give up when I spotted on the street a bunch of people wearing feather boas. I smelled that the fun was close and it pumped me up.

At the entrance, people were in line to get their (almost) mandatory glitter on before getting in the venue. O my Lord! Is this Heaven? It is Wednesday 7am and someone is asking me: “So, which colour of glitter would you like on?” I picked PINK all over my cheekbone.

I got on the dance floor with about 200 other people and embarrassingly found out that everyone was super fancy dressed. I was stunned by the creativity of certain people. Not only was there more glitter than my super tenured eye could endure, but there were masks, feathers, generally eye-stinging stuff, and animal outfits everywhere (zebra, dinosaur, cow, loads of butterflies). AND my yoga teacher on stage in a Wonder Woman costume. She rocked that cape move. Namaste.

I didn’t know it was this much of a rave, and as a matter of fact, I was dressed all black for the first time of my life – which by the way made me one of the most original of the room. It’s all relative.

We jumped, we danced, we sang happy birthday, we rapped, we sweated, we had smoothie/water/glitter break, we collectively hugged our respective neighbour. It is refreshing to see happy shiny people in the morning.

I had to leave at 9 because my “doctor’s appointment” was allowing me no more than an hour delay at work.

I almost forgot to remove the glitter off my face before my corporate Skype meeting.

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