Saturday, September 06, 2008

Now, where did I leave those Spanx?

Tonight That Stud Muffin I Married and I are going to Yet Another Black Tie event. This is the cost of being friends with people who buy tables to these things; sometimes the bullet has our name on it.

Now, I don't know about you, but it's been a while since I had to get dressed up. So I have no idea where the usual suspects are: the long dresses, the gold shoes, the matching evening bag.

On top of which I just realized my jewelry is still away at summer camp, i.e., locked up at the bank.

So I need to stop blogging now. I'm obviously going to have skimp on jewelry, and I still need to locate the rest of my evening gear. I'm still going to have to find my contact lenses. And makeup.

And take a shower. Maybe even brush my teeth.

(Given my outlook and lack of preparation, I'm amazed anyone invites me to anything.)


  1. The fact that you attend these events on occasion and that you own the sparkly shoes and the pretty dress is far more than most of us can manage. :-)

  2. I know what you mean. It's Hellish to stare at the closet and wonder which tuxedo to wear.

    Cummerbund or vest? Which vest? Perhaps a dinner jacket? The butterfly or the batwing tie?



  3. I have a hard enough time finding my "church shorts".

  4. Oh man, I had to dress up this Saturday night too. And I had nothing to wear but fabulous shoes--which looked pretty risque' and felt downright chilly as we walked out of the parking ramp.


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