Last night I went into Cloud Land in the Valley to celebrate a friend's 30th. It was a fun girls night out, dinner, drinks and dancing. My husband was awesome enough to buy me a new outfit from
Kitten d'Amour in Chermside. This is one of my absolute favourite clothes shops but I just can't afford the gorgeous pieces. Lucky they have a sale on at the moment. When I tried this outfit on for him, he asked it it actually gets worn in public. He was a little concerned about the skimpiness of it. Huh! Anyway, I felt quite ladylike and teamed it with an old pair of Lou Lou heels I bought from Shoes on Scarborough years ago.
This is my new bustier
This is the back of my skirt, I love the little feminine ruffles.
Umm, it turns out that the dress code in the Valley is more like "find something 3 sizes too small, team it with Mammoth heels and if you cover your nickers it's a bonus". I felt like a nun in comparison. Lucky I was out with the rest of the convent and we were all prudishly attired.
So I can tell I am old because I am shocked by what the kids are wearing today. One of my biggest hates are the micro denim shorts all the girls are wearing. I can remember trying to hide my flaws and accentuate your positives. I know we want to teach our kids to love their bodies but there has to be a line about how much you should show...right??
I am also reminded that I am old because I can't party until sunrise. I ate dinner about the same time I usually go to bed. I got home about 1am and I am completely shattered and grumpy today.
