Such a display required some heavily coordinated shuffling around. Most brides are pulling their hair out over seating charts, trying to ensure that those cousins who feuded back in '75 and haven't spoken to each other since don't end up sitting together. I declared open seating early on, avoiding that whole potential kerfuffle. But to make up for it, I've been pulling my hair out over the place settings. Like, the actual dishes. Is there an equal distribution of orange at each table? Does that cup and saucer go with that plate? What on earth matches orange Salem Tricorn China? After much wrangling and rearranging, I think I've figured out the magic combination. So in order to ensure that it actually materializes on the big day, I have a plastic tub for each table, with the appropriate set of dishes as well as a card indicating which cups, saucers and plates go where. I call it "The method to my madness".
It makes perfect sense to me, but as I might not be the person setting up the tables, I can only hope that my crazy system can be translated into tabletop triumph. We'll find out. Now, on to the music!
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