The Soirée is a night that begins and ends like a comet. First living brightly. Madly soaring across the night if only to finally extinguish as closing eyelids do their view as the sun comes up. The symbol of the comet is there to remind us to live the night like this. Leave an impressesion, a memory that is unforgettable. Do it at night when you are at your brightest!
A grand dinner party with the best of people is a high form of living the night like a comet. Troubles do not penetrate this sacred space. Excess and debauchery engulf you in its tempting arms, saying “come in” whilst handing you a glass of fine French Champagne.
I will follow thee in. Start the music!
A soirée of excess was a natural attraction for a young, bored Queen. Marie Antoinette had a great many friends and an imagination that propelled grand balls and intimate dinner parties to be held at Versailles. Amongst the traditional games, gambling and dancing – guests would lose themselves for a few hours until the sun came up. At that sad hour, they reverted back to their formalities.
To say Marie Antoinette was a lover of entertaining would be the understatement of the French Revolution. Marie Antoinette lived to entertain. To entertain her friends yes, but it was her fantasies and her own folly that drove the party. In such opulence as Versailles affords, no whim was out of the question. The great key to a successful soirée is the perfect location. Take a cue from Versailles; Be far away from the neighbours (Paris in this case) so they do not hear you and spoil the fun with burning sticks and awful shouting. Quelle Horreur!
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
Goodnight sweetheart, good night.
Wearing 1930s antique bias cut silk negligee, similar here / Headdress I made myself, but I love this one / Dita Von Teese Bra
Table Trimmings: Silver Champagne Bowls / Serving Dishes here and here / Candelabra
If this post hasn’t inspired you enough, have a little look at the book Party Of The Century by Deborah Davis. It is about Truman Capote’s famed Black and White ball. Juicy and debaucherous as we like it! Bring on the excess!