Didn't think so.
Still, here you go...
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| I asked for a plant wall with our logo written in flowers. If Picasso and Miracle Gro had a baby, it would be Steve from Superior Florist. |
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| Every party needs cute boys in pink & orange ties. We had 74 of them. Did I mention they were models? And super nice? It's like spotting a unicorn. |
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| I never actually had the chance to eat the food, but if I had, I would have chowed down on this fried chicken and watermelon like it was my job. |
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| This was our perfume station. Guests could blend different scents and take 3 home from Bergamot based in good old Brooklyn, NY. |
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| This was our tribute to beauty then (as teens) and now (as ladies). Doesn't it kind of look like a set out of a Wes Anderson movie? |
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| Who could that be? I swear it's not me. I'm definitely not at the 8th grade prom (minus my date). And I'm certainly not wearing braces and electric blue eye shadow. Or a perm. |
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| These were the stairs to the penthouse, lined with candles & flowers. Just like in my apartment, minus the stairs, and the candles and the flowers and the penthouse. |
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| We filled the clawfoot tub with flowers. And it was the prettiest tub in the history of bathrooms. |
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| We taught all the women, and some men jockeying for husband/boyfriend of the year, how to choose the perfect shade of MAC lipstick. I jumped into this station for a while when the line got too long so I could help out, and I'm pretty sure I told a woman she was an "autumn" (whatever that means). |
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| About a month ago, we saw this selfie machine at a conference and just had to have it. It's from a company called SOOH. I still don't know how to pronounce that and now I know exactly how people feel about my last name... |
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| Coachella's got nothing on us with these flower crowns from Urban Outfitters. To no one's surprise, they "disappeared" in about an hour. |
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| I would like these straws in every drink I ever have for the rest of my life. If you would too, I suggest you contact For Your Party. |
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| Our mixologists taught guests how to make 3 cocktails. This one is a strawberry tequila sour. I'll have 7. |
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| Who wouldn't want to eat healthy with this amazing spread at the build your own bruschetta bar? The only question is... should you pronounce it bru-SKET-ta? Unless your name is Giada, I'm thinking no. |
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| Can you get over this space? It's called Gary's Loft in midtown -- the elevators suck but the rest of the place is so beautiful that it can make a raffle for shampoo and nail polish look like a work of art. |
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| Our talented photographers Ashley & Scott took over 700 pictures, including the ones you see in this post. This is the only one of me (if you don't count the then & now pic), and I look like I'm about to sneeze. Super. |
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| Anybody could learn to cook in a kitchen like this. |
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| We used this for a dessert station, and I asked for liquid nitrogen so we could make sorbet & ice cream on the spot. Somehow, our caterer, Scott and his team at Bite, made it happen. See the smoke? They are magic. |
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| This is Jilly Hendrix, the coolest (and only) DJ I know. I wish I could keep her in my pocket so she could make the soundtrack of my life. |
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| We opened up the roof deck just as the sun was setting. This was the view. Man, this city is pretty. |
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| A look down at the kitchen from the roof. |
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| String lights and outdoor heaters made a cozy atmosphere for something I called Night Brunch. Who needs dessert at the end of a party when you can have chocolate chip & banana pancakes? |
I wish you could have been there too!
If you still read this blog, I promise I'll post something new soon. Maybe next week. Definitely before summer.
Definitely.
tags: city life, holidays, work
2 comments:
Gorgeous! That bath tub makes me happy
Awesome what is you're job?
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