I live
in dread. In dread of being invited to a party. But much, much worse than an
expensive envelope
containing a thick card invitation plopping onto the doorstep, is the
absence
of an invitation. I
believe this phenomenon is now known as FOMO (fear of
missing out). But I
suffer from both FOMO
and DBITIWBVHIIWN (dreading being
invited though I would be very hurt if I was
not). So,
time to grow up and face the fact
that more often than not, I have a lovely
time at a party(mostly).
The
question, of course, is what to wear to a wedding, a birthday bash, a Garden
Party at
Buckingham
Palace, an opening, a closing, a launch, a lunch, a preview, a wake, a
christening, a
graduation, a premiere and on
and on it goes.......
So, a
little planning goes a long way and here I share my journey to one of the best
parties I have been to, for a very long time. Coinciding with the delivery of a
perfect pink
dress and with the help of my erstwhile assistant, Violet Dent, we set about deciding what
on earth to wear.
 |
| Pink Brocade Louisa Dress |
Louisa
was definitely a contender, though my unsightly arms needed to be
 |
| Lexirose Dress in Pink Brocade |
I
tried Lexirose. It ticked all the boxes. Demure but not frumpy. Long, but not
too long.
Arms hidden, neck disguised, tummy swathed and hopefully invisible.
Just enough
detail. Frankly I thought it was wonderful. Violet agreed (sort of).
Then.
Then.
What to do with unruly hair. Tie it up in a giant ribbon?
Hide
it in a hat? Maybe this one?
Or
This
one? Too much?
Or perhaps
A scrunchy? Then what if it is chilly??? I thought this
Darling green Freya sweater, with
Green Converse All Stars
Or
This divine yellow cardigan with these?
Bright Yellow Converse All Stars
As it was, I wore my old blue Converse, in which I am always comfortable.
Navy Grace Cardigan
Of course
any of these cardigans would suite the purpose of keeping warm
and looking charming.
Pale pink Lily Cardigan
Dusty Pink Lily Cardigan
Sometimes two is better than one.
..... and always a cashmere cardigan casually thrown about the
shoulders.
It was
very warm so I had no need for knitwear but better safe than cold.
The
party was a huge success and I found some things to talk about, I saw
old
friends, and laughed a lot. The hostess was beautiful and happy so
all in
all I was glad to receive the heavy white envelope and grateful that I
still
have some friends who are lovely enough to coax me out of my
tiny
solitary, anti social life.
It
helps to have a lovely frock to wear though.
Yes, they were both for me.
Until next time...
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