kisses and cake.

by kimberley veart

We stumble out the door, overflowing with laughter and noise breaking the evening stillness. The neighbours switch on their porch lights.

Then everybody is gone; with the slamming of car doors and the hooting of horns. They leave me with the tangled streamers on the floor.

I suppose the party is over now.

gentlemen.

credit: guest family collection

the soiree: a recipe

by charlotte guest

You will need:

• a play-list of jazz, blues, folk – music that invites relaxation and conversation; think“tunes” not “tracks”
• dresses and chinos and button-up shirts and nice shoes (preferably with closed-toes but hey it is your party)
• people
• a dimmer on your lights