The Evolution Of The Red Cup

To everyone who has ever enjoyed the American pastime of drinking out of red cups, it's time for you to sit back, relax, and learn about the evolution of the greatest gift known to man.

Once upon a time, there was a red cup that was used at college parties and awkward family barbecues. It looked something like this.

They were normally sold in convenience stores in stacks of 20, like this one.

Because of their aesthetic appeal and undeniable charm, they quickly became the trendiest items on the shelves.

 

People began to use them at the hottest parties.

 

Or for the occasional drinking game.

 

They began to wear them.

 

Dress like them.

I mean honestly, why be this:

 

When you can be this?

 

And they even started to bathe in them.

 

But then there came a day when the red Solo Cup wasn't enough. People had already seen it for what it was. And they wanted more.

 

Well, what about blue?

 

Just wouldn't cut it.

 

Green?

 

OK, well what about orange with eyeballs?

 

It just wasn't the same.

Something had to be done to the red Solo Cup and it had to be great.

So, soon enough, a group of very wise people got together and thought about what they could do to give the red cup the publicity it once had and always deserved.

So after a lot of deliberation, they finally figured out a way to bring the red cup back to star status.

It could now be used to serve martinis.

Margaritas.

Coffee.

The usual 14-ounce serving of wine.

Your daily 32-ounce beer or awkwardly mixed Burnett's cocktail.

Shots.

And last but certainly not least, it could be worn around your neck as a mini red cup shot lanyard. 

 

Now we can keep wearing our red cups in the most fashionable way while (most importantly) still being able to utilize them properly at any time of the day.

This is just what we needed.

It's perfect!

 

It's beautiful.

It's Red Cup Living.

 

— Skyler Bouchard, Food by Skyler

 

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