I am so not.
I’ve been looking forward to the holidays this year but now they’re here I’m just meh.
The party was good. I was hoping to have pics by now but it looks like they might have to wait. The hubs and I brought our phones to take pics but of course didn’t, so we’re waiting to get everyone else’s in. (I’ve seen one so far of myself, blurry and from an awkward angle so it looks like my huge rubber face is melting. Won’t be sharing that one, sorry.)
But the big thing about the party was, none of the other women dressed up. The men were all in tuxes. The women? Plain dresses. The type you’d wear for a regular night out to dinner. I, in my floor-length, corset-bodiced, crinolined burgundy gown felt rather out of place, and seriously disappointed in my fellow women. No sense of occasion, I guess. If the men are in tuxes it’s a formal affair, ladies, not Business Dressy.
I just don’t understand why you might not want to dress up, once a year. It really put a damper on the evening, especially when some of the women sneered at me like “Who does she think she is?” Last year a few of us were dressy. This year just me. I’m considering what I want to do for next year, but I hate the idea of letting the Lowest Casual Denominator turn a special occasion into a bland one.
But oh well. The important thing is, I got to have a nice night out with no kids, with my hubby looking all dashing in a tuxedo, and I’d lost enough weight to fit into the dress (fourteen pounds since September, go me!)
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And that’s it. My blogging will probably be spotty until after the New Year (here, but spotty), but hopefully I’ll be able to visit more.