My week in Maine was a decadent mixture of summertime activities (like sunning in the hot Maine sun and long walks early in the morning – all I could hear was the gentle put-putting of the lobster boats heading out to sea), eating divine and luscious lobster, drinking fine California Pinot Noir, and shopping.
Of course, filling my days kept the anticipation for my birthday bash at bay. When the 24th of June arrived I was ready. My party dress was chosen – a slinky, beaded Italian number, vintage of course (80s) and my new line green silk and beaded Karen Millen stilettos. My hair extra blonde for the big day, I thought I was prepared for everything. Definitely not when my stepmother and sister are planning the event with secret backup support from Fiona from HarperCollins and Grant – illustrator extraordinaire! (You'll have to buy the book to hear how they got involved!)
After hours keeping out of the way in my room, the moment has come for the party to start I am ushered in to the main part of the house were frantic decorating has gone on all afternoon. I walk into a Dreaming of Chanel fantasy land! Pink tablecloths, beautiful pastel summer flowers in vases dotted everywhere, mini Eiffel towers and the cake.... A quilted cream Chanel handbag sitting atop a pink base. Now, this handbag is a masterpiece – created by the pastry chef from the nearby lobster restaurant. See the photo! Another surprise was my present – there it was on the cake – a beautiful gold double 'C' Chanel brooch. How lucky am I – and its real Chanel – to go with my beautiful dusty pink Chanel suit I recently acquired.
My birthday was a fabulous success. Lots of champagne (Mumm from California), beautiful hors d'oeuvres, fresh lobster delivered by Gary the local lobster man, and of course cake! I went to bed one year older and a very happy girl.
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