No one throws a party like our dearest YaYa, Interior Designer extraordinaire Amy Thebault. With the ease of a well-established hostess and the eye of a true artist, Amy sets the scene for a magical soiree. Over the years there have been many occasions, each better than the next…small snowy winter birthday parties, stream side BBQs, cocktails on the front porch, big blow out celebrations and the best themes you can imagine. Last night was a celebration of the full moon, a gathering of women, and a friendship palooza. The ever wonderful Practical Magic Party!
Little notes around her home set the stage for the evening. The one in the powder room said “Do Epic Shit” and paid homage to another YaYa Laurent Ferrante who reminds us all daily to stop waiting for the future, not miss an opportunity and to make sure…we spend our lives doing “Epic Shit”!!
Amy spent part of the afternoon picking flowers at an amazing garden and another part finding multiple four leaf clovers for each of her guests. Yes, you read that correctly. Amy is the Queen Four Leaf Clover Huntress. None of us have any logical explanation for it!!
While Amy and Lauren put the finishing touches on a gourmet vegetarian dinner in the kitchen, guests are invited to fill the bowl with written dreams, thoughts of gratitude, prayers, or wishes.
Our hostess setting the island buffet.
“What do you want?” ….When was the last time you asked yourself THAT question??
“The great thing about living in Dorset is that if I don’t know what I’m doing someone else always does.”
Velvet, Cashmere, and a warm fire. I can not think of a better way to welcome Fall to the country.
Pam and Lily catch up by the warm flames.
Mini Lemon Lulu’s, a famous local cake from Mother Myricks in Manchester.
The bowl is full with some little country dressed fox gents to guard our dreams.
Amy leads the charge as Caren leads the revelry. Our dreams and wishes come with us!
A fire by the stream is the perfect setting for women to gather.
Away we go!!
Prayers, wishes, and words of love and support of each other and our sisterhood.
Our dreams join the fire and up into the universe. Carmel insures they all make it to the right spot!
Women gathering, supporting other women. Some old friends, some new friends, age 18 on up.
“... a full moon shimmered over (Southern Vermont). This was no rinky-dink moon. This was a moon you had to curtsy to. A big, heavy, mysterious, beautiful, bossy moon. The kind you want to serve things to on a silver platter.”
― Rebecca Wells author Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood
If this appeals to you and you want to learn more, I highly suggest look at Amy’s beautiful website www.thebaultdesign.com