At long last I got to wear my dearly purchased white dress!
Walking into the White Dinner After Party felt sort of like walking into a wedding reception! You very rarely see so much white in one place! It looked…oddly heavenly!
This will come as no surprise to anyone who knows me even remotely well – but even though I love my white cocktail dress (has all the hallmarks of a ‘magic’ dress that one does, I suspect it will be added to my ‘this dress goes with me on every contract no matter what’ list) – my pride and joy tonight wasn’t the dress.
It was the shoes.
Seriously! You have white capezios?!
Yup.
Do you know how hard those are to find??
*grin* yup
I have worn my white capezio character shoes all of three times since I bought them, including tonight. They’re almost impossible to find. They’re still so new that they pinch the backs of my heels for the first few hours as even after years of owning them they’re not completely broken in. But they are killer good for the dance floor because they still have the original leather soles. Technically the dance hosts onboard are not supposed to dance with us, they’re supposed to be completely dedicated to dancing with the guests; usually I put my foot down and say ‘no I’m sorry I can’t’…but I happened to know that this particular gentleman can actually lead. And I had on a pretty dress and and…and I was wearing shoes that he could literally swivel me and I would do the twist without having to take a step..(trust me, that’s a really cool thing to be able to do).
Yeah…
You’re just full of surprises aren’t you?
So I’ve been told…
But it was just once dance. I didn’t dare for more than that because both of us could potentially have gotten in trouble.
Unfortunately the sudden onslaught of a killer headache prevented me from taking in the rest of the evening. When you start seeing those nasty jags of light in front of your eyes and even the dim lights of the ballroom hurt it’s time to get yourself back to your cabin and take an aspirin…but by that point the party was winding down anyway.
Y’know they say that white is supposed to be the symbol of purity…
I say that’s an interesting choice for a party ship-side 