A Midsummer Nights Dream

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My brother's friends wanted to surprise Kevin by throwing him an unforgettable 30th birthday party. Kevin seems like a regular football-watching, beer-drinking, guy, but they knew better than to think that was all there was to him. A few months before Kevin's birthday they called me to ask if Kevin had some secret hobby he would never tell his mates about - something that they could use to create a party theme. I told them that in his University days, Kevin really got into Shakespeare, and that he still had a book of his complete works somewhere buried under his computer manuals and Playboy magazines.

Kevin's mates, their girlfriends and I got together one night and read some of the plays looking for one that we could use. There were many that were excellent, but we found only one we felt was perfect one for a milestone birthday - A Midsummer Night's Dream. It is a comedy about love, sexual madness, lust, honour, revenge and mischievous fairies who liked to interfere in everyone's personal business.

A month before Kevin's birthday, we sent out invitations to everyone we could think of. We were sure to include all the important details, especially that the party would last all night. Those who said they'd come were told to arrive before sunset at the warehouse we rented, to dress as seductive fairies, and to bring a pillow.

There was a small office in the corner of the warehouse where the guests left all of their belongings. Most of the men wore little more than gauzy loincloths with coloured shorts or briefs beneath. The women were dressed in clingy short or long fairy gowns. They then passed through a curtain and entered the giant room decorated with living trees, plants, sweet scented flowers, several two-person hammocks and TONS of giant pillows. Great care went into making sure the hundreds of pillar candles lighting the room had stable bases or were set up in groups on low tables so they would not get knocked over, make a mess, or start a fire. A dry ice machine blew mist through the air vents and a gentle breeze was created by fans hanging from the ceiling.

The actors and actresses we hired to play scantily clad fairy servants offered the guests finger foods from silver trays. A woodwind quartet wandered through the garden playing chamber music. Two tattoo artists enhanced the guests' magical appearance by painting temporary designs on their bodies. The videographer was also dressed up like a mischievous fairy, blending in perfectly so he could catch people in the act of... having fun. His camera was digital so we would have stills to put up on a special on line photo album website we'd created and to send to our guests.

Kevin was showing up after sunset with his girlfriend. They were going to play Oberon and Tatiana, the King and Queen of the Fairies. After they had changed into their costumes they were carried in by four male fairy servants on a double sedan chair we rented from a movie prop house. The sedan chair was placed in the centre of a circle of small artificial trees and giant mushrooms. They got out of the sedan chair and reclined on a pile of oversized pillows.

The servants were at the beck and call of both Oberon and Tatiana all night, and Kevin seemed to especially enjoy this. His cup was never empty of wine. It's good to be the King! Since there were no utensils allowed, the Queen hand fed him his birthday cake. It was inevitable that people began shedding their earthly cares (and inhibitions) as we all knew the party was going to last until dawn.

To amuse themselves (and the King and Queen) the fairies began playing games. It started with charades and went on to an impromptu performance of some scenes from the play. Kevin really got into his role. We were surprised he was able to recall so much of King Oberon's part from memory. Everyone had a great time.

As dawn approached, the fairies grew weary and one by one found a comfortable place to call their own, and slept for a few hours before returning to the mundane world.



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