Ballroom Dancing...and Eating....and Drinking!!!

Continuing right along.....with the ballroom stories.....and how I lived to tell the tale after decorating such a

BIG

room.....!!!!!

As I said, 

I arranged the room into dancing, eating, chatting and drinking areas.

This is part of the chatting area,

You could also eat and drink here!!!!!

The coffee table is higher than normal.

This is actually called a tea table when it's this height.

So to confuse things.....

I put a coffee service on it!!!!

 I borrowed all the china and silverware from Schreves Crump and Lowe.

For those of you who don't live in the Boston area, that's our version of Tiffany's.

I had to actually buy the napkins.

Sheesh.....

But I still have them and use them on lots of photo shoots.

I piled the dessert stand with little cakes, and hoped the photographer would wait until after the shoot before he ate them.

His name is Eric Roth, and we've been working on shoots together for around 30 years.

He always wants to eat the props!!!!!

I controlled him by promising that he could take home the Chinese food after the shoot.

I bought food that I thought would photograph nicely....

The split second the last shot of the food was done,

 Eric had an egg roll in his mouth.....

The sterling silver chopsticks are a nice touch!!!

Now don't get too excited,

but I actually used.....

(wait for it.....)

Real Flowers!!!!!

This was all set up in the dining area of the ballroom.....

I placed a table behind the central sofa, and arranged chairs facing out towards the dance floor.

I'm going to have to end this post here.....

I cut my thumb yesterday while I was slicing an apple.

I cut it really deeply.

I would have had to go to the emergency room for stitches, 

but my brother 

(the doctor) 

was visiting my parents next door. 

So I went over there and showed him what I had done.....

He zipped me right off to CVS 

where we picked up some butterfly band aids 

 and then he taped me together just like a real pro.

However.....

It hurts like a son of a gun,

so I'm going to stop here.

I know, I know, if I hadn't taken so long to tell you my tale of woe,

 I could have shared more decorating.

However.....,

I like to complain.....

Latah, Gatah