Here is a guide to several of the locations in Dynasty
THE CARRINGTOH MANSION AND ESTATE
The crowning jewel of the Carrington empire is the forty-eight-room Georgian mansion the family calls home. Designed by architect Willis Polk and built in 1915, the magnificent house, situated on a wooded 64-5-acre estate, is unquestionably Denver's finest. In addition to the house, the grounds feature a tennis court, swimming pool, art studio, stable, coach house, and various outbuildings.
Broad lawned terraces surround the main house. A stone balustrade separates the terraces from the parterre, topiary, and rose gardens. The exquisite sixteen-acre formal gardens were designed by Bruce Porter in the classical Italian manner and took over seven years to complete.
The aroma of rose mingles with gardenia to perfume the rarefled air. It is hard to believe this heaven is on earth.
The Carrington mansion is more than just an imposing building and verdant gardens suitable for a dynasty, it is a home for a family—alternately shelter from the storm of outside events
and the eye of the hurricane for family imbroglios. Reflecting the taste of its owners, Blake and Krystle Carrington, the home is both elegant and comfortable.
As one passes through the portal, the handcarved Venetian mahogany lanterns on either side catch the eye. The main foyer is carpeted with a rare oriental in shades of green that are echoed by the fresh flowers and pots of cymbidiums. The ambiance is inviting, projecting a warm welcome to family and visitor alike.
Luncheon is generally served at twelve-thirty. Family and guests may lunch in the dining room, though Krystle often prefers to have lunch poolside or in the solarium, where the profusion of plants and flowers make eating almost an alfresco experience.
After optional cocktails and canopies on the terrace or in the living room, dinner is served promptly at eight, and everyone is expected to dress. The dining room itself is dominated by the four-and-a-half-foot French antique crystal chandelier. The three-pedestal Duncan Phyfe table is beautifully laid with linen place mats and the dinner service, Wedgwood bone china in the Chamwood pattern. (Formal occasions call for the cobalt blue and gold Legacy pattern by Valhalla.) The table is surrounded by Chippendale chairs. The Baccarat crystal stemware reflects the soft glow of candlelight.
A typical dinner entree is roast duckling (Blake's favorite), which is prepared in the expansive kitchen by Mrs. Gunnerson, Colorado's most renowned cook.
After dinner, V.S.O.P. Napoleon brandy is poured from Waterford decanters in the library, where the family gathers around the fireplace to share the events of the day. The rich
colors and deep leather sofas contribute to the atmosphere of conviviality.
When Blake Carrington gave his daughter Fallon one of his properties to manage in 1982, neither of them expected the triumphant results. Especially Fallen. Her
first tour of the hotel left her with three observations: wicker furniture abounded on the porches, the guests were "barely alive," and the recreational thrills were canasta, croquet, and bowling on the green. Hotel La Mirada, where the watchword was "sedate," was not what the sprightly Fallon had in mind. So she hired theatrical designer Billy Dawson to remodel it under her supervision.
The caterpillar emerged from its chrysalis, a sensational resort hotel for the very youthful, very tanned, and very rich.
When she was ready to unveil the fruit other energetic labors—La Mirage—Fallon decided on a Roaring Twenties Ball, figuring that was probably the last time the place had seen a really good party.
Guided by her inspired and vigorous direction. La Mirage has flourished. Guests swim, play tennis or golf, exercise, or just bend an elbow in the Matador Bar. The restaurant serves well prepared and well-presented food for every palate. The friendly staff is attentive and ready to cater to a guest's smallest whim.
And proprietress Fallon, like her father, never satisfied, plans to make La Mirage even more luxurious and even more popular.
Towering over downtown Denver is the thirty-five-story headquarters of international oil giant Denver-Carrington.
Beginning in 1959, with a single well, the company's astounding growth is attributed to its founder, Blake Carrington. Denver-Carrington operates hundreds of productive wells, primarily in the American Southwest, the Middle East, and Southeast Asia. Expanding interests include refineries, tankers, and reclamation, including an exclusive, pioneering oil-shale extraction process.
Though the corporation has offices around the world. Chairman of the Board and Chief Operating Officer Carrington keeps his board the exclusive province of Eastern-educated white, Anglo-Saxon Protestants.
Industry analysts have long looked to Denver-Carrington when predicting the future of the oil industry. With diversified holdings and financial interests in the hundreds of millions,
Denver-Carrington qualifies as an empire. It is no accident that the New York office is just three blocks from Wall Street.
The Colbys have been in the United States for almost four hundred years. They undertook empire-building early in the War of 1812 and haven't stopped since. What started
as a manufacturing concern, grew, invested, adapted, and filled a growing country's needs as they arose. With the advent of the automobile, the Colbys foresaw the demand for fossil fuel. As generation passed the business to generation, their market share increased. By the time the post-World War II family moved to their suburban Utopia, Colbyco Oil was a national fixture, and when leadership of the family business was inherited by Cecil Colby, it looked as if nothing could shake Colbyco from its lead far ahead of the pack.
In the West especially, oil was the exclusive realm of Colbyco. Until, that is, upstart Denver-Carrington built itself into a threat against all odds and without outside venture capital. It used to be said that Colbyco made Denver-Carrington look like a comer filling station. Cecil Colby should have foreseen the insatiable drive of his close friend, Blake Carrington. Today the companies are rival titans. Shortly before his death, Cecil Colby married Carrington's ex wife, Alexis. With this celebrated wonder woman at the helm,
Colbyco abandoned its staid, old-line tradition and inaugurated a corporate stance that made the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse look laid back.
In 1983, Colbyco came close to acquiring Denver-Carrington in a move carefully choreographed by Alexis Carrington Colby. At the eleventh hour, the near merger fell through.
Critics charge the aggressive Mrs. Colby with spending too much time countering Denver-Carrington moves and too little time forerunning. Perhaps the critics underestimate Mrs. Colby. With operations around the world, especially in Latin and South America, Colbyco's Lear Jet stream II is often in the air. It is a metaphor for the corporation—always on the move.