We so rarely get dressed up these days; such occasions really must be documented.
Last night C and I put on our finest and headed downtown for a community gala. After spending the last several days working on the flowers for the event — and a good chunk of the afternoon setting up the hall — it was nice to see our design vision in action while enjoying a few cocktails and some good food.
Once upon a time when my career was of the power-networking, party-attending, marketing-PR’ing persuasion, I wore cocktail dresses more often than jeans and would’ve sworn under oath that heels were more comfortable than flats. Some days I look back at that fancy girl and don’t recognize her. It’s nice to reincarnate her every now and then; as long as I can go back to my trusty t-shirts and flats the next morning.
What do you think?