Gargoyle House's Grinchmass Tradition: We Crashed Calgary's Party Of The Year - It Was For Charity
- Justin Plosz
- Dec 31, 2025
- 2 min read
Updated: 7 days ago
Oh man, where do I even start? I've been waiting for this event since last year, It was so epic I just remembered Flashes of fun.
Picture me pulling up to this snow-kissed mansion in Calgary on that crisp December 27, 2025 evening, the air buzzing with that post-holiday glow that screams "one more round of festive madness!"
The Gargoyle House wasn't just decorated—it was an explosion of Grinchmas spirit on steroidThe
Every nook, cranny, and rooftop was dripping with twinkling lights, giant inflatables mooning the neighbors and a tree in the front entrance that could rival Rockefeller Center. I stepped inside, no tickets in hand from the online frenzy, and they door guys just simply asked for a donation to the charity....and bam— complementary booze flowing like the Niagara Falls in this Grinchmas themed Mansion.
Who needs a club when you've got a home turned into something from Disney?
The vibe? Like the scene from Beauty and The Beast Beast when they sing be my guest but a real Life 2025 Grinch edition, my friends this place was epic!
I wandered from room to room, each packed with partygoers from late-20s Rockets to mid-40s legends, some people were dressed in costumes. I swear I saw a guy dressed as Mario from the game. (who knows why) No stuffy dress code here—we kept our shoes on, because who wants to slip on spilled eggnog? so cool!
Three DJ booths were cranking tunes non-stop: Roll Marley dropping reggae-infused holiday beats in one corner, Guest Who spinning surprises in another, and Julie Be, Bamboozu, DJ Danger, We R Robots, Buccaltheft, and Jhilly tag-teaming the rest. I bounced between them, grooving till my feet ached, and the party thumped right up to that promised 5 a.m. finale—no early curfew cop-outs here!
And the food? Forget "snacks"—this was a feast on wheels. I barely snagged a bite from that epic five-foot charcuterie board before it vanished like a magician's trick, but those glamorous servers gliding around with hors d'oeuvres? They kept me fueled, popping bites of gourmet goodness right into the dance fray. With what felt like 500+ souls cycling through (I swear, it felt like the whole city showed up and dipped out for round two), every space hummed with chatter and cheers. Security was on point, not-too—discreet but solid—so the night stayed pure fun, zero drama, no fisticuffs. Just safe, silly Grinchmas under one roof.
But here's the heart-warmer: all those ticket proceeds zipped straight to Hull Services, championing Calgary's kids and families in need. It turned our wild night into something bigger, a tradition that's got me hooked—this was my second year, and I'm already plotting for the next.
If this isn't the house party of 2025, I don't know what is. Calgary, you've outdone yourself!
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