DOWN TO EARTH
A Holiday Fantasy
December/January 1999
By Jim Long
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Rosmarinus officinalis
illustration by michael eagleton
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It’s easy to create the party of your dreams with a
modern castle and an unlimited budget. But all it really takes is a
wild imagination, a bit of courage, and plenty of
herbs.
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My client said that his party was the apogee of the
holiday season. The period costumes set the mood while the
fragrances and flavors of the herbs provided sweet memories of a
festive evening.
I’LL NEVER FORGET the Christmas twenty-five years ago when I had
the opportunity to play out a dream. A landscaping client called
me in late November. “Jim,” he said, “I want to throw a big
Christmas party for about 400 guests, and I’d like you to plan
it.”
I gulped, not sure what I was getting myself into. I was a
landscape architect, not a party planner, but I’d always wanted to
create a “dream-come-true” holiday party so I agreed. After some
preliminary instructions, my client turned me loose, and I set
about producing my fantasy Christmas party.
The party took place at his substantial new house on a timbered
hillside beside a large bluff with waterfalls and pools. I had been
working on its landscaping for a couple of years so I knew the
property well. I also knew that the host wanted something
splashy.
Because the guests would have to park some distance below the
house and walk up seventy-nine steps to the entry, I hired six
attendants to provide valet parking and dressed them in Old English
garb. Pairs of ladies in eighteenth-century costumes carrying
antique candle lanterns would escort the guests up the stairs.
About halfway up the incline, a back-flipping, somersaulting Santa
would tumble across the lawn, land on one knee, and call out,
“Merry Christmas to all!”
On the evening of the party, costumed carolers stood at the edge
of the lawn, quietly tra-la-la-ing by candlelight. A period
“butler” greeted guests, and the lady of the house ushered them
into one of the spacious rooms with ceilings of antique beams and
massive fireplaces.
Fairies in green and red costumes perched on red-tassled gold
velvet pillows in the rafters, held tight with safety belts and
hooks. The candy fairy had a basket of hand-made peppermints, which
he tossed down every time a guest looked up and spotted him.
Another fairy showered guests with red rose petals while ringing a
tiny bell, and yet another tossed down party favors tied in pretty
ribbons.