thursday, august 20th
navy yard, philadelphia
a 25 minute walk, all white. table on my back, chairs on cort’s arms. pulling a wagon filled with food. to a secret location. ohhh, and let’s not forget the scattered thunderstorms… on this day, this was the norm for over 4000 people.
a pop up dinner, at a secret location, where everyone is dressed in white. le díner en blanc is a 27 year old tradition, started in paris. in the beginning, this magical night used word of mouth only to gain attendees. today there are 30,000+ people on the wait list. today prospects rely on social media to find an “in” to this once a year chic picnic.
3 things that went WRONG on the day of díner en blanc;
scattered thunderstorms in philly
me and the bff forgot our plates at home
we didn’t have enough wine
at first glance, seeing pictures on social media of this event where hundreds of people are all dressed in white is beautiful. immediately, I wanted to attend the next event. but, what I didn’t know was the process. I’m still unsure of how to obtain tickets other than your name being drawn in a lottery. after the bff told me we had been chosen, i was so excited. until the next day, when we received an email from Tracy the “table leader” explaining how things work. after reading the email… the game changed. you have to bring everything… literally everything. a table, chairs, place setting, food, table props, champagne, wine. uhmm wtf? the bff estimated that we spent $500 on this night. “bish where?”
first, we met up with our group (table mates) and then walked to a surprise destination. so, for us, it was a 25 minute walk, in the rain, in 80 degree weather, plastic ponchos sticking to our skin, and sweating out our hair. but, when we strolled up to the navy yard, it all seemed worth the trouble.
thousands of people lugging tables and chairs, pile into the navy yard, and begin to setup their tables. out comes the tablecloths, fine china, candelabras, wine glasses, champagne flutes, fresh flowers… I mean the works. but remember, it’s still raining. I look around, everyone seems to be content with the rain. ok, then I’ll act like its a beautiful spring day too.
everyone begins to wave their white cloth napkins in the air, a sign that all tables are set up, and dinner can begin. but don’t forget… it’s STILL raining, and the bff realized she lost her phone, so she is O.V.E.R. it. however… the show must go on. pour a glass of wine and worry about it in the morning.
after the 2nd glass of wine is when we gave in to the rain. at that point the only problem I had with the rain was how it diluted my wine. so what, we have on white dresses and it’s pouring, so what, the rain and humidity turned our hair into afros. so whattttt, we ran around barefoot on wet grass and dirt. after we stopped complaining, and LIVED LIFE… we understood how magical díner en blanc is.
and then… the rain stopped!
and in the end… I would do it all over again.
big shout out to my bff for putting this all together, you da best!
how was díner en blanc in your city?!