time: april 19, 1997…approximately 1:15 am. place: the lobby of the peabody hotel, immediately following the memphis junior league’s crystal ball benefit gala. while mrs. jones (marginally over-served) bemoans her aching feet and mr. j’s inability to conjure up the valet parking ticket, her clever friend colleen capstick (wits completely about her) cuts a brilliant post-party deal with the decorations chairman and goes home with four kooky dr. seuss-y wrought-iron candelabrum, for a song. (before:)
fast-forward to may, 2011…colleen’s daughter, caroline, is about to be married, with a reception at their beautiful family farm, summer trees. the crazy candleholders would be so perfect for the party, but they’re so…i don’t know…rusty? and fabulous, gorgeous caroline, who cut her retail/merchandising teeth at neiman marcus in austin, texas, and cuts a fine figure wherever she goes, is so completely not. and so mrs. jones wins the chance to redeem herself for having been a crystal ball midnight mess, and transform them into something a little more suited to caroline’s taste…something a little more glam.
here is a sneak-peek of an “after” having being primed, painted with modern masters’ platinum with streaks of their warm silver, and wired with a handful of vintage chandelier prisms:
please check back soon – i hope to have much more interesting and beautiful “after” photos from the reception this weekend when caroline and greg begin their happily-ever-after.
update! here is one…
tiptoe over here for more.