But I didn't know this last Thursday, when a small bottle of Mezcal, replete with worm, arrived at my desk with a note attached. It told me to go to a pub nearby at 6:30 pm. When I arrived I was taken to a room with a few other confused people. We drank free pints, ate free burgers and asked each other if we knew what the hell was going on. Soon an enthusiastic guy in a Hawaiian shirt was holding court, requesting we drink up and head to a nearby address.

#sneakerswould car park raving it up pic.twitter.com/7ChbUiV0so

— ruth (@ruthlessme23) August 28, 2014

Round the corner we found the shell of an old building. Inside, b-boys were dancing and the guy on the decks was spinning a lot of DJ Mustard. I'll co-sign any event that blares the producer who's currently responsible for 90% of the top 40, so I grabbed a few more beers and figured I'd stop questioning Hawaiian shirt guy and just go along for the ride.

It was dark now. The b-boys and beers finished at the same time. Our group started walking down a small alley and before the light completely faded a mini-bus switched its brights on. We climbed aboard. And let me tell you, there was so much liquor on that thing I'm surprised I remember getting off.

Thanks so much to @Converse for an amazing night! @JackHoward and @BillyHuxley http://t.co/Zx7jn1E5Gk #sneakerswould pic.twitter.com/PdOtdPmfvi

— Emily Hartridge (@emilyhartridge) September 1, 2014

In fact, I really don't.

What a night! @GlassAnimals @AnyaStrafford #nodancingonthegraves #sneakerswould pic.twitter.com/5V93iqpRlB

— ClaireReillyTAG (@ClaireReillyTAG) August 29, 2014

I was at a point where the thought of walking through a dark cemetary really didn't appeal. Unfortunately this was the plan echoing around the group. After a few misguided steps we stumbled onto a lit chapel. A band was playing in the courtyard and a bar was serving more free booze. Thanks to a taste for vodka and a refusal to listen to anything that isn't mainstream hip-hop, I had to ask all the cool kids who the band was. If you love Glass Animals, I'm sorry I didn't appreciate them on the same level as you would, but it was still a bloody good laugh.

Great grave yard set @glassanimals #sneakerswould #abneypark pic.twitter.com/cg0jOezCbH

— Jodie McCormac (@JodieMcCormac) August 29, 2014

Things were starting to blur. We were lead through a kitchen into a party at a hotel and given a lot of champagne, cheese boards and cured meats. Needless to say, it was well above my station, but I was having too much fun to care about that. I still had no idea what this amazing, confusing, brilliant night had to do with Converse, but I wasn't going to ask now.

Luckily, now I do. If you want to have as fun a time as me, I suggest you check out the Converse website to find out how to attend a party like this. Remember #SNEAKERSWOULD