Rebecka @ 50
Vintage Hardware. Maximum Output.
A 90s Underground Rave Birthday Bash
The year is 1995. The modem is screaming. The future is glitching.
And we are absolutely not acting our age.
To celebrate 50 trips around the sun, I’m throwing a full-tilt, neon-soaked, 90s underground rave inspired by floppy disks, dial-up internet, warehouse parties, cyberfeminism, and the sacred art of staying out way too late (… well, I intend to be in bed by 1am, but whatever...).
This is your official invitation to HACK THE PLANET.
✦ What to Expect
90s house, trance, techno, and riot-grrrl energy
Glow sticks, laser vibes, and analog chaos
A dance floor built for joyful, midlife rebellion
Peach schnapps + nostalgic beers
X-Files-inspired alien decor, conspiracy boards, and “I Want to Believe” realness
Possibly orange Modrobes. Definitely glitter.
✦ Dress Code
Cyberpunk. Raver kid. 1995 MuchMusic.
Mesh. Platform sneakers. Reflective everything.
Clippy-core. Hacker chic. Queer warehouse energy.
Come as your teenage self would have dreamed.
✦ Vibe
This is not a polite cocktail party.
This is a sweaty, ecstatic, inclusive dance floor.
This is aging loudly.
This is chosen family.
This is joy as resistance.
We survived Y2K. We survived dial-up. We survived everything.
Now we dance.
Let’s HACK THE PLANET.