Imagine for a moment the most exquisite holiday soirée the mind can conjure. At night, on the beach—the shore of some exotic setting—possibly in the Carribean, French Polynesia or Thailand, the birth place of the Full Moon Party. The mysterious light of the crater filled saucer casting an ethereal haze on the shore, just enough darkness to vaguely make out the glimmer of fish scales and sequin gowns.

From a distance you hear the faint voices and muffled brass instruments of a festive gathering and slowly as you draw nearer you begin to make out individual conversations, as they gracefully drift atop the calm water. Finally the shadowy outline of movement turns to the shimmer of sequins, sheen of metallic and sea of gorgeous tuxedos.. . . Dancing until the sun supersedes the moon into the wee hours of the morning, only the grainy, crisp and slightly moist sand can sooth the soles of the feet. The salt reinvigorating the soul as you stroll into the shallow pool—eventually falling to the soft beachy floor as the legs unwillingly give into gravity, sinking into the dreamers cradle as the sand molds to each curve and crevice. Romance, laughter and the excitement of a wondrous season and New Year thick in the nights tropical air.

Wishing you peace, love, happiness and time to let the mind wonder and dream in the New Year.

-S

Photos by Lindsay Vann