Oh, the disappointment
1 June 2004 22:22![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mandragoraA friend of mine is getting married soon, for the second time. Her husband to be, who is a really great bloke, wants a very low-key ceremony which will be attended by only the immediate family. This is fair enough, of course, and they decided that they'd have a big party to celebrate a few days after the wedding.
Now, I thought *party* and then I thought, 'I have nothing to wear'.
Looks severely at a choking![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
temaris, who commented once that Mandragora has more clothes than anyone she knows. Mandragora then had to admit that 9 suitcases of clothes were actually missing from her wardrobes, as she'd taken them to Gibraltar...
Ahem, be that as it may, I didn't - I really didn't - have a *thing* to wear for a big weddingy type evening party. Really. So, I phoned my mother. Who is a professional standard seamstress. I then spent a happy weekend in her company choosing suitably sparkly-type material, with sequins, for a sleeveless top and matching non-sparkly material for an accompanying skirt. The colour is...difficult to describe, and is a sort of cross between maroon and red. It sounds horrible but should, I hope, look rather pretty. Then there was the expedition for shoes and bag. One strappy, ridiculously high pair of sandals and clutch-bag later and we were done. All for a lovely low price (benefit of making rather than buying).
So, today I finally get the official invitation to the party. And it's a *sob* barbecue. Starting at 4.00pm. Definitely officially not sparkly-outfit suitable. I mean, I like barbecues, they're a lot of fun. But sequins and satin? Don't really go.
Thankfully I've got a ball to go to in July, plus a wedding (a proper one including an evening do) in September, so All Is Not Lost.
Have phoned Mum and told her not to rush making the outfit, though. Sigh.
Now, I thought *party* and then I thought, 'I have nothing to wear'.
Looks severely at a choking
temaris, who commented once that Mandragora has more clothes than anyone she knows. Mandragora then had to admit that 9 suitcases of clothes were actually missing from her wardrobes, as she'd taken them to Gibraltar...Ahem, be that as it may, I didn't - I really didn't - have a *thing* to wear for a big weddingy type evening party. Really. So, I phoned my mother. Who is a professional standard seamstress. I then spent a happy weekend in her company choosing suitably sparkly-type material, with sequins, for a sleeveless top and matching non-sparkly material for an accompanying skirt. The colour is...difficult to describe, and is a sort of cross between maroon and red. It sounds horrible but should, I hope, look rather pretty. Then there was the expedition for shoes and bag. One strappy, ridiculously high pair of sandals and clutch-bag later and we were done. All for a lovely low price (benefit of making rather than buying).
So, today I finally get the official invitation to the party. And it's a *sob* barbecue. Starting at 4.00pm. Definitely officially not sparkly-outfit suitable. I mean, I like barbecues, they're a lot of fun. But sequins and satin? Don't really go.
Thankfully I've got a ball to go to in July, plus a wedding (a proper one including an evening do) in September, so All Is Not Lost.
Have phoned Mum and told her not to rush making the outfit, though. Sigh.
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Date: 1 June 2004 14:45 (UTC)*g, d, rlh*
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Date: 1 June 2004 15:00 (UTC)Well, I could if it would fit someone who's five feet tall... Alas.
*g*
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Date: 1 June 2004 15:01 (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 June 2004 18:06 (UTC)P.S. Nine suitcases? NINE SUITCASES?
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Date: 2 June 2004 00:56 (UTC)I'm not, I'm not. I'm big and butch and-- Oh, who I am trying to kid? *g* Although, actually, I don't tend to go for sequins-and-chiffon because of the unfortunate resemblance to the fairy-on-top-of-the-Christmas-tree...
P.S. Nine suitcases? NINE SUITCASES?
Yep. Wanna make something of it. Do you, do you, huh!? (Actually, I was going to Gibraltar to live and it wasn't *all* clothes. There were a *lot* of books, for example...).
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Date: 2 June 2004 06:03 (UTC)*regards
She does love her clothes. I wouldn't call her a *girly* girl, though she has her moments. I'd say, more of a precision dressing kind of girl. An outfit for every occasion. Getting up...walking to the kitchen...turning on the tv... *g,d,rlh*
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Date: 3 June 2004 13:13 (UTC)It's not true! It's a foul and contumelious lie! I wear the same outfit for walking to the kitchen and turning on the TV. Getting up, on the other hand...
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Date: 3 June 2004 17:38 (UTC)no subject
Date: 4 June 2004 12:25 (UTC)What an assumption! I mean, have you never heard of lipstick lesbians? With lots and lots of lovely clothing... *g*
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Date: 2 June 2004 01:40 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2 June 2004 01:46 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2 June 2004 06:04 (UTC)Not so much...
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Date: 2 June 2004 11:50 (UTC)Tease.
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Date: 3 June 2004 13:14 (UTC)no subject
Date: 4 June 2004 07:44 (UTC)no subject
Date: 4 June 2004 12:20 (UTC)*eg* I know. That's half the fun...
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Date: 3 June 2004 13:15 (UTC)