Pride and Prejudice Party

It is a truth universally known that a tea party is appropriate for a female of any age. Especially a Pride and Prejudice themed tea party. Over Christmas break, the Rob Bennets invited the Greg Bennets over for a time of laughing, eating, and sipping Earl Grey. Oh, yes, and for an intensely competitive game of “Marrying Mr. Darcy”. Although I’m months late in posting this, it’s been on my mental to-do list which recently materialized into a written to-do list and Spring Break isn’t too far over due.

To put it simply, Leah outdid herself. The table was set perfectly and the moment we walked in the door it was clear that we’d have the merriest of times. “Pride and Prejudice” has been a favorite of Leah and me because we appreciate Jane Austen’s cunning sense of humor. It is frequently quoted between ourselves in mock British accents (which I don’t claim to do well) and our Pinterest boards have a fair amount of P&P memes. So, it was daring for her to take something we enjoy so much and serve it justice, but I would readily admit that she pulled it off.

The party consisted of Leah, Kim, Edie, Mary, me, and our ever-so-patient mothers. We all wore nice outfits and hats that had belonged to some great-great aunt. There were place cards at each seat with a quote about or said by the character.

We indulged on cream with fruit, finger sandwiches, scones, and a sponge cake. Of course there was mock champagne and tea throughout the course of the morning.

After filling our bellies and letting out our corsets a bit, we moved on to a game of “Marrying Mr. Darcy”. I had given this to Leah for Christmas and we had played it together once before. If you enjoy P&P, I’d recommend this game. Not only is it tastefully done in respects to the theme but there’s also good blend of chance and strategy.

The game really wasn’t competitive as I don’t remember who won. That’s the last reason we got together. But I do think I ended up an old maid. Ha. Good thing I’ve already found my Mr. Darcy.

After the game, we headed to the basement and watched the movie together, laughing at Mr. Collins filling the awkward silence and Mr. Bingley’s goofiness. More than the theme and more than what we did, it was great to have a morning of fun together. It’s crazy how fast life changes, forcing me to be intentional in relationships and time with family that I once took for granted. We may not get to have a tea party every day, but we’ll be reminiscing on this one for quite a while.