Not a lot of pictures were taken (how rubbish am I?!) but here's what I ended up with.
Party was at a very nice hotel in the city. Someone had my camera and this picture was taken of the table.
Jess & I
Another blurry photo (and a very wide-eyed and scary looking me)
Me, Tesca & Jess
The dance floor at the end of the night
And the disco ended with Rob, Ken and Tyrone serenading us.
The dinner and disco over, the new day begun (it was just past midnight) we decided to go for more dancing at a club where Matt joined in on the fun (said club was where my coat got stolen last year after the Christmas party - grrr!). My feet weren't working very well by this point (why is it that women buy and wear shoes that are designed to look pretty on a shelf and never meant to be worn!) and I ended up spending most of time at the club off my feet and chatting. I did brave the dance floor for a couple minutes before I had to sit before I fell (this was very annoying for me - I love to dance!) My tired and painful feel finally made it home around 3 in the morning. Luckily I got to sleep in on Friday and spend the day lazing around the flat. Very thankful for comfortable warm beds!
I managed to make it through the whole evening without getting a picture of my outfit - not usually something I do, but I was wearing a dress! This is an occasion that should have been documented, so I could prove that I did wear a dress. As I was getting ready, I had a few different options of shoes and dresses so I took a photos and emailed to to Clare (ex-flatmate, friend, and fashion goo-roo) for her advise.
Not the best looking photo of me, but here's the dress .. and the shoes that could have been used as murder weapons as they are so high!
3 comments:
What is this, your Dolly Parton impression. As your mother I don't think you should have left the house in that dress. Mmm mmm mmm. Heck, I wouldn't have approved if I was there when you bought this dress, little miss I'm grown and on my own!
Just in case Jean reads the comments left by others--You brought a big laugh from Paris, TX! I love your reprimanding your daughter via her blog. Too funny.
BTW, I have a "grown and on her own", too, so I feel your pain.
Hey now girls! I looked really good in that dress and got lots of compliments. You are a tough southern crowd!
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