In the grand tradition of
not rudely interrupting plans for parties and picnics, any rain that may or may not have been in the forecast seemed to have been holding off or at least avoiding the island until later that night, when all festivities were over, and could you blame it? Even weather patterns thought it wise not to incur the wrath of Summer Smith with an
event on hand.
But, of course, there was no doubt that a section of the beach had been set up for such a party. In fact, it was set up for
the baby shower of the year. Sure, it started in the afternoon, but, expecting it to go on a bit into the night, lights had been strung up around the designated party area, in the shape of
stars, of course.
Underneath the
scattering of pale, pastel beach umbrellas in muted tones of blue, pink, and yellow, were low tables surrounded by soft cushions for sitting, as well as a few taller tables for those who'd prefer standing, as well as
beach chairs and
blankets, too.
Of course, the theme translated into some seashell motifs scattered here and there, and especially on the food and gift tables, but the
real focus of the set-up would be the
large canopy which the parents themselves would sit, each with a
beachy throne to sit in, and, for the mother-to-be especially, there was a nice little basin of cold water for her too keep her feet in, as well as several little portable AC units to help keep the space cooler.
But still, Summer had
also hired over some of the waiters from that cat cafe that serves only pancakes staffed entirely by shirtless hunky dudes to also be shirtless here and walk around with palm fronds to help keep people cool, and also coming around with trays of drinks and snacks.
What? You're welcome?
It was all
very beachy, very classy, and once everyone got there, the baby shower could definitely get on its way!
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