Dwarf-Filled, Snow White-Themed Debutante Ball Was 'The Most Tasteful' 'Of All Time'

From the Southern wilds of suburban New Orleans comes news of a recent debutante ball that will likely remain unrivaled in Metairie, LA for ages. Why? Because there were dwarfs, a Popeye's food service, and an 8,000 square-foot tent.

Just how lavish and spectacular was 21-year-old Jane Yvonne White's society debut? Well, here are some luxurious details:

Prospective guests received invitations delivered in silver boxes that contained mirrors designed as pages from Grimm's fairy tale, with the debutante/birthday girl's story woven into the familiar text: "Once upon a time in the middle of winter when the flakes of snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a little girl was born."

A little girl named Jane Yvonne White???

As the guests arrived, and after they dispatched their cars to valet parkers who sported red bowties and beanies, they were greeted by little people dressed as the fairy tale's dwarfs, as well as artificial snow falling from the trees.

Nothing says swell society function like little people in dwarf costumes for hire.

The Southern-flair purveyance of Joel Dondis was elaborately displayed. One station was at a gazebo that was completely covered in white feathers with a plume-orb encrusted with twinkle lights hanging above piles of shrimp, stone crab claws and gravlax. Additional culinary enticements were situated elsewhere about the party premises, were Hudson Valley seared foie gras, oysters on the half shell, caviar, pee-wee soft-shell crabs, fried shrimp served in bamboo cones, artisan and farmhouse cheeses, tenderloin of beef, duck breast, and buffalo short ribs.

From the White Magic and its ambiance, guests moved to a decorative chiaroscuro, passing though a "dark forest" to the deep-toned Queen's Boudoir tent, a "seductive den of sensual pleasures." One guest dubbed it "The Temptation Room." A blood-red drink served as an after-dinner libation to complement the array of apples and little red chocolate-candy hearts (remember the "Snow White" story) that were created by Sucre's chef Tariq Hanna and placed on mirrors.

Iron candelabras with large red votives figured in the decor, as did a grouping of black velvet sofas. Adding levity, and a passel of smiles, was the Funtastic Fotos station, where folks queued up for on-site digital imaging and the resultant petit flip-books of their animation. "Jane Yvonne" and an apple design graced the tiny tomes.

Was Jane's mom holding court in the Queen's Boudoir all night, shoveling gravlax into her craw, posing for Funtastic Fotos? One can only dream.

Additional music around and about (and earlier) included a solo piano player; Party on the Moon's nine-piece band, which hit the stage at 9:30 p.m. to vroom up the White Magic "room" with kaleidoscopic lights, dancing dwarfs Happy and Grumpy, and a pulsating party pack; and Bobby Rush, who stepped into the music-making limelight at 1 a.m.

Popeyes chicken was served at that time, as were hamburger sliders and French fries. As the ultimate extension of hospitality, the Whites offered drivers to take the weary party-goers home.

OK, Popeye's is actually pretty awesome. Though, not if it's just the chicken. You need the biscuits too, y'all. The biscuits are key.

Throughout the 12-hour duration of the unparalleled partying, superlatives were trotted out to describe the bash, along with such adjectives as "gorgeous, " "unbelievable" and "a true winter wonderland." Commented one individual who has observed many a social scene, "It was truly the most tasteful high-end deb party I've been to, the party of all time."

12 hours? Now that's tasteful.

Was anyone who is reading this actually at the thing? Tell us your magical fairy tales!

[Story and image via Best of New Orleans]