Sorry posts have been so light, this has been a busy week, with recuperating from food poisoning, attending functions for Mr. M's job, and preparing for a trip to try on wedding dresses.
I attended a ball last night, and was all prepared to show you pictures of my dress and the other revelers. Unfortunately, this Cinderella's carriage changed into a pumpkin long before the the clock struck midnight. I tried to hang in here, though I'm still not quite right after my disastrous bout of food poisoning from either brussel sprouts or wings(yes, I know, the combo alone could kill you.)
I chose to wear a wisp of a dress, a column of sea green silk chiffon by French designer Stella Cadente. When we arrived at the hotel to get ready I realized the ribbons that tied at my shoulder were missing, so we had to run out quickly to the nearest fabric store. I couldn't find a matching green so I chose a roll of skinny black velvet a la Vera Wang and rushed back to the hotel.
Disaster-After unwinding the ribbon to try to measure out the right length, I discovered that wasn't even necessary. There was hardly enough ribbon to just knot it at my shoulders. No beautiful streaming bows for this girl. I slipped on some black satin heels and away we went. No, not quite. Can I tell you how lovely it is is for your shoe heel to snap off along with the bottom sole of your delicate little sandal? This happens after tripping continuously on a to long hem.
Race back upstairs to put on the original shoes I had planned with my dress before the ribbon debacle. In the mean time we find out the ball will actually be held outside in a tent, so I loop a pashmina around my shoulders and finally decide I'm going as is. I have to hitch my dress up around my knees just so I could walk the precarious sloping lawn that is now drenched in rain and mud, which my heels are sinking in.
After about an hour I finally just relaxed and let it all go. We eventually called it an early night, and wondered if a few of the still going strong party goers would be asleep on the lawn in the morning. My delicate dress is a bit tattered, and the hem dragged in the mud, but as usual we had fun in the end. I will try to post individual shots of the dress and shoes, but right now I just want a warm cup of cocoa with clouds of whipped cream to get me right again.