From a young age I was always drawn to arranging the world around me. I owe much of this to a mom who believed ordinary moments deserved a touch of whimsy. From flower-filled bubble baths to high-tea in my bedroom, she made everyday life feel like a quiet celebration. Carrying this notion into adulthood, believing intentional gestures have lasting magic. It became an ingredient to this idea of mine. Paired with girlfriends who always arrive on theme, hosting became my greatest outlet.
A year ago, while putting away valentines décor, I uncovered 100 red bows, panic-ordered after Target was out of stock, each with an unexpected hair tie I’d spent far too long removing. As I tucked them away, I thought how wasteful and ill-fitting most party supplies are. I loved hosting, but disposable, mass-produced décor rarely matched my vision, leaving me to improvise with oversized, impersonal pieces.
The industry seemed stuck on overconsumption, assuming everyone hosts for a crowd, while real life had shifted to smaller, more intimate gatherings. Sitting on my floor, I asked myself: why wasn’t there a solution for these small, themed nights with friends? From that moment, Be Over at 8 was born—taking shape through scattered notebooks, late nights in Canva, and the first sketch of a logo marked with an 8 ball
