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August 19, 2013 / Andee Frizzell


pavilion2Last Saturday I attended a beautiful Caribbean themed wedding at the Sunnyside Pavilion on Lakeshore. The Sunnyside bathing pavilion was built in 1923 and stands today restored as one of Toronto’s many historical sites. The Pavilion, with its colossal white columns and etched stone archways, is an elegant romantic structure that overlooks the beach below.

The event planner, armed with fuchsia coloured fabric and bright pink silk flowers, had turned this venue into a visual delight. There were steel grey silk slip covers with diamond encrusted panels covering the chairs, tall hurricane candle holders lighting the steps and long green palm fronds accenting the pink rose centre pieces. From the roof dangled close to a hundred circular paper lanterns in varying sizes, coloured in pink, grey and white.

The backdrop to this colourful display was the open water which carried on it a gentle evening breeze.  After a delightful cocktail hour in the manicured garden terrace all two hundred attendees were corralled into the main hall for dinner.

Seated at a large round table set to serve ten, I noticed the elderly lady to my right sniffing suspiciously at her green salad. Her head was hunched over her bowl when suddenly the gentle breeze from the ocean turned violent and set free a few of the hanging lanterns.

The large white lantern that had hung above our table sailed off its thin wire anchor and perfectly aligned its descent with the angle of the elderly lady’s head.

With little ceremony, the lantern made only the slightest, fuulloop sound as it encased the head of its victim.

The little old lady, completely unaware of what had happened to her view, sat up with a jolt and with inquisitive fingers began feeling the dome that was now surrounding her head like an astronaut’s helmet. Like an orange on a toothpick, her paper head gear was toppling her and she began to panic.

Flaying her arms wildly, she tried to remove the unwanted hat while I tried desperately to yank it free from the top without disturbing her wedding day hair do.

In minutes she was free but spent the remainder of the night looking skyward for any sign of another aerial assault.

Karma; criticize the free salad… get a paper lantern stuck to your head.


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  1. arcticgoddess / Aug 19 2013 11:32 pm

    You write so visually. I could see the event clearly in my mind. LOL.

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