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It’s an event that you’ve been looking forward
to for years. It took you a long time to take that all important,
enormous first step to get the ball rolling and when you eventually
did things kind of snowballed. It’s been a long and drawn out
process and now it is finally over. You didn’t get everything
that you wanted but then neither did he. At least you were treated
fairly, really you can’t ask for more than that. And now you’re
free and you want to celebrate. Is that weird? So what. The people
that you’ll invite will understand. They’re the ones who stood
by you throughout the whole thing anyway. You all need a big relaxing
shindig to mark the end of an era and the beginning of a new one.
You are going to have a party. And you’re going to go large, do
it the proper way, hire an events coordinator because you’ll be
damned if you’re going through the added stress of planning something
like this after what you’ve just been through. And why not? You
deserve it. You and your coordinator decide on a masked ball theme.
You’ve always wanted one and but you always thought that they
were a bit too fancy for anything held at home. But now you figure,
what the hell, it’s your night. You want masks so you’re having
masks. Next is the colour theme, which is quite hard to decide
on considering all the options and the fact that you like so many
colours. But you want something rich and decadent so you go for
baroque red and purple with flashes of silver here and there.
The menu is easier to decide on, butternut soup to start, chicken
and fish as meat options, sugar snap peas, sweetened carrots,
sweet potato, creamed spinach, roast potatoes, cauliflower and
broccoli bake and pumpkin. Desserts are trifle, caramel mint tart,
and chocolate mousse. You leave the décor, the music, the seating
and the invitations up to the coordinator, after all that’s what
you’re paying for. You will provide each table with 2 bottles
of wine but the bar will be cash. After all you’ve just come through
a divorce and you’re not that rich. The coordinator checks in
with you periodically in the weeks and days leading up to the
party to keep you informed as to the progress made and to keep
you up to date on the guest list. Sometimes you check in on them,
just to keep them on their toes, although it hardly seems to be
necessary because they are very professional and on the ball.
They have even organised costume hire so that guests who rsvp
can arrange costumes directly through them. You, of course have
had your costume for ages. You look like Catwoman, only better.
The day of the big event arrives. People swarm all over your home
turning it into a baroque treasure trove, you barely recognise
it, it looks so exotic. It’s exactly how you imagined it would
be. The day wears on and the lighting is sorted out, the music
gets set up, the caterers arrive and take over your kitchen with
the minimum amount of complaint at the restricted space (which
really isn’t restricted at all but caterers aren’t happy unless
they complain about something and its usually the space). The
coordinator leaves a manager in charge of the event to oversee
everything and to handle anything that may come up, a team of
waiters and waitresses arrive to walk around with trays of snacks
and to carry drinks from the bar. Soon you have to change into
your costume because it is nearly time for guests to arrive. Your
guests arrive dressed as everyone from Marie Antoinette to Strippers
from Moulin Rouge, from Batman to Billy the Kid. They loved the
invitations, they love the theme, and they love the décor. As
the night wears on they love the food and the wine. They love
the music and they love dancing. Everyone dances. Everyone toasts
your freedom and dances some more. Everyone agrees that you are
well rid of whatzizface, toasts you again and has another round
on the dance floor. By 6:30 in the morning everyone agrees that
it was the best happy divorce party that they’ve ever been to
and they can’t understand why people don’t have more. By 7:30
that morning, when everyone has gone and you’ve wriggled out of
your Catwoman costume and slipped into your baggiest pajamas and
into bed, you set you alarm for 14:00 and smile because you don’t
have to clean up. The coordinator will be here at 15:00 with a
clean up crew and all you have to do is sip coffee and watch.
All parties should be so easy.
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Sandra wrote this article for the online marketers RBA Events
corporate hospitality one of the leading corporate events organisers
in the UK
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