I’VE BEEN TO A MARVELLOUS PARTY

“I’ve been to a marvellous Party,” wrote Noel Coward, “with Noonoo, and Nada and Nell…” Nada knew Sir Noel! Astounding! Did There’s all powerful Goddess hang with the Bloomsbury set before setting her sights to Nene on Caldera in the There archipelago? Well, hmmm!

In any case, I too, have been to a marvelous party but definitely without Noonoo and Nell. Oh, I just know Nada was lurking about. She always is, you know.

Friday night, I stayed up very, very late. I made certain that Nana was tied up tightly in her doghouse outside (or merely rather tight from her spiked warm milk) so she wouldn’t scold me for abandoning my much-needed beauty sleep. I then gussied up in a classic Ciao Bella, oh-so-sexy, rubber top and hi-rez jeans…so hot (…literally…thank you, CarCus) and made myself available for what I knew would be the most wonderful birthday party ever thrown in There. Of course, it was for one of the stars of the There firmament, our beloved Geea and it was hosted by the hosts with the mosts: Meret the meritorious and his ab fab wife, the fizzy and fabulous Fazzerelli!

The guests were among the most admired of Thereians. From Geea’s loyal and loving staff for The Voice of There to eminent hosts, athletes and designers; yes, it was a star-studded evening, indeed! You might just say that this was, indeed, There In Style!

The festivities got off to a roaring start with a breathtaking air show, gift of the incredible Hairier Legion Flight Team. Wow, up above Fazz’ and Meret’s house was a huge, circular, revolving ribbon broadcasting happy birthday wishes to our birthday girl for all to see. The soaring jets flew in and out and about the ribbon and performed four distinct decorative maneuvers in perfect unison for the event, braving and overcoming a very turbulent night of unexpected winds in the archipelago: a flywheel, an ascent, a ribbon and pinwheel. Oh, that Nada, she is such a jealous…(oh, I caught myself; I really shouldn’t say) BITCH!

Happily, the Great Gods of Nene knew what was about and sent their blessings to Geea, our Goddess on earth. I can just hear the discussion on Nene on high: “Let Nada break wind! The stench of that wench is meaningless. It will not interfere with the Hairier Legion’s wonderful show or anything else planned for this special night. So let it be written so let it be done (oh, gee, that last part belongs to Cecil B. DeMille and Yul Brynner in The Ten Commandments…. wow, Geea, really does have friends in high places!).” I did hear ZachC say at one point that the revolving ribbon and jets were definitely being held high by all the hot air emanating from our worshipful, gawking group. 

The Hairier Legion’s talents are not limited to flying high (although, one might wish to be a bit high for their next act). The pilots then entertained us with musical numbers, first, a fun polka, the Chicken Dance (rather plucky and feather light) and next, the Numa Numa (I just hope I got that right…In any case their swaying hips certainly started some breezes of their own).

Next, Zach presented Geea with her very own, personalized ZMW Rolls Royce (I just can’t change the name to protect the innocent); a gleaming, red ZMW with Geea’s name and visage beautifully screened on the windshield. A very special gift, that!
 

Could it be topped? Well, if it could not be topped it could be equaled. And it was!  NigelBlackthorne was certainly not to be outdone. His gift? An incredibly detailed, astounding replica in height and glory of The Leaning Tower of Pisa, lovingly dedicated to his good friend, Geea. This amazing, breathtaking creation is one of the great wonders of Thereian designed There, joining New Orleans, Hula Gulch and the Statue of Liberty as my newest favorite. BTW, since I already have my Lady Liberty (thank you so much, forever and ever, Meret…and Zach too for the magnificent wheeled version). Yes, I too am now longing for a ZMW JoeygMobile! Okay, so I learned jealousy at Nada’s knee! Don’t worry, tomorrow I will make the necessary reservations for Betty Ford Tiki and check myself in the minute my feet hit terra firma on Caldera. I need to make a few new baskets anyway. Christmas is coming, after all!  Oh, damn, now you all know what you are getting!

The party now moved indoors and propriety soon flew out the windows. The cake was delicious but it was made even more so by Zach stripping and popping out just as we sang our birthday wishes. What followed? A bit of blue chip Chippendale provided by Hatch, Meret and Shivaki (who was quite in the pink I might add). I don’t know what was in that cake but before you could say Holy Nada (and maybe Noonoo and Nell) the group was hanging blissfully from the rafters. Looks like a lot more people have been studying aerobics at Betty Ford Tiki than would care to admit. Quite the dizzying affair, you might say.

Sir Noel permeates his lyric with the gratifying thought: “I couldn’t have liked it more.” I so heartily agree. I, too, could not have liked it more and am most grateful that I could be a part of the memorable festivities.   Oddly, enough I think the lyric says a lot more about our marvelous party and I have included it here for all to read, laugh and admire.