Witch Weekly Annual Holiday Party (Thursday 12/19)
The Holidays were a cheerful and festive time. In fact, this season was Daphne Greengrass's favorite time of a year. Everyone seemed to be in a better mood around bright lights, wrapped presents, and the jingle bells. It was about the only time that she preferred to see snow on the ground rather than feel the sand between her toes.
While Witch Weekly had only given her about ten days to plan their biggest event of the year, Daphne believed that it was her best work yet. When they had approached her, she already had a very specific idea in mind. The gallery, As Good As Gold, would be the perfect venue for her vision. It was innovative enough to leave a lasting impression and yet completely transformed into the ideal space as the week went on. Daphne and Ava had worked tirelessly that week to ensure that every detail was put into place.
Everything was adorned in rich, bold reds and golds rather than the usual multicolored lights. A fifteen foot tree decorated in over sized ornaments and frosted in snow stood proudly in the entry way of the gallery as the guests entered. A group of costumed carolers set the mood while white gloved servers waited with sparkling water and champagne at the entrance to the gallery.
The long hallway, featuring all of the gallery's best work, opened up into a room that had been transformed into a grand ballroom. Two Christmas trees marked the entrance way, smaller than the first but identical in every other way. Large circular tables lined the dance floor on their side and featured large centerpieces of frosted branches and floating candles. The lights were dim but entire room was uplit in a transition of soft white to low, glowing red. Large, antique chandeliers hovered through out the space while snow fell softly, disappearing into the room before making its way to the impeccably dressed guests.
The band was already playing off in the background as the serving staff began to enter the room with hors d'oeuvres. Daphne made her way over to the bar just as the first guests were arriving, double checking that everything was stocked properly. Of course, the bottles were charmed to refill themselves from the private stock at Daphne's warehouse but she couldn't have any spirit missing from this collection. After all, as far as parties went, the bar selection was always a top priority.
Once she was sure that everything was exactly to her liking, Daphne excused herself to the ladies room to reapply her lipstick. She smoothed out her red ballgown, a new piece that she had recently acquired just for the occasion, and went out to join that party just as it was picking up.
While Witch Weekly had only given her about ten days to plan their biggest event of the year, Daphne believed that it was her best work yet. When they had approached her, she already had a very specific idea in mind. The gallery, As Good As Gold, would be the perfect venue for her vision. It was innovative enough to leave a lasting impression and yet completely transformed into the ideal space as the week went on. Daphne and Ava had worked tirelessly that week to ensure that every detail was put into place.
Everything was adorned in rich, bold reds and golds rather than the usual multicolored lights. A fifteen foot tree decorated in over sized ornaments and frosted in snow stood proudly in the entry way of the gallery as the guests entered. A group of costumed carolers set the mood while white gloved servers waited with sparkling water and champagne at the entrance to the gallery.
The long hallway, featuring all of the gallery's best work, opened up into a room that had been transformed into a grand ballroom. Two Christmas trees marked the entrance way, smaller than the first but identical in every other way. Large circular tables lined the dance floor on their side and featured large centerpieces of frosted branches and floating candles. The lights were dim but entire room was uplit in a transition of soft white to low, glowing red. Large, antique chandeliers hovered through out the space while snow fell softly, disappearing into the room before making its way to the impeccably dressed guests.
The band was already playing off in the background as the serving staff began to enter the room with hors d'oeuvres. Daphne made her way over to the bar just as the first guests were arriving, double checking that everything was stocked properly. Of course, the bottles were charmed to refill themselves from the private stock at Daphne's warehouse but she couldn't have any spirit missing from this collection. After all, as far as parties went, the bar selection was always a top priority.
Once she was sure that everything was exactly to her liking, Daphne excused herself to the ladies room to reapply her lipstick. She smoothed out her red ballgown, a new piece that she had recently acquired just for the occasion, and went out to join that party just as it was picking up.
