Mazel tARVO

Times are tough for happy hour hype men. Whole lotta bupkes out there right now with the world of work gone virtual. Zoom happy hours just ain’t the same. You can’t talk shit behind your colleague’s backs when they’re stacked on your computer screen Brady Bunch style. Too many kids and dogs yapping in the background. The lighting is way too bright. No bong hits or Fireball shots to loosen up the account team. You’re definitely not getting lucky. And unless you photocopied Brian Shu’s corporate AMEX before the Brits fired you, the drinks at home are definitely not on the house.

But like the indestructible cockroach that it is, ARVO too has evolved. From a middle finger to a thumbs up. From passed out drunk to sober(ish). From insult generator to peacemaker. From HR nightmare to cheery alumni newsletter. From Creepy Uncle to Cool Aunt. She likes to day drink on the deck. Like a good yenta, she has all the good gossip. She starts speaking Yiddish after her third wine spritzer. And she definitely has a thing for charm bracelets and hunky Production heartthrobs.

Luckily for her (and us) you’ve all been getting biz-zay these last few months. So throw a few ice cubes in your chardonnay, grab a little nosh, put on your favorite Josh Groban record and get ready to pinch Tom Li in the tuches.