True story; the first time I ever played Twister I was 16, it happened to be the same day I learned to play Monopoly. I know, I know, what kind of childhood did I have? Well, understandably, Momma was not one for the concept of kids twisting up like pretzels next to expensive artwork and fish tanks. During my prime Twister years, we lived in a small 2 bedroom condo with no room for such shenanigans, and by the time I was old enough to partake in our new home with a yard and garage, and plenty of space- I was awkwardly tall and had outgrown the small plastic sheet board.
Among the number of concerns most adults have about playing this beloved vintage game, number one is where the participants will play it. For those playing, or perhaps going through a mid-life crisis on a girl's night sipping wine and digging through their children's board games, the board is a standard size and highly inconvenient. Let's face it, this dotted sheet slides, tears, and outgrows anyone past 3 and a half feet in height. Let me revive your love or perhaps curiosity in this 1966 Milton Bradley game that was initially marketed towards adults at cocktail and office parties.