Well, here it is, darlings:
Isn't it fab? Of course it's not a wedding dress! I insist. Even if it were, I'm just daring enough to show up in public in it, anyway. Because I'm a maverick. I only hope I don't trip over that bubble hem all night. It would be a horrible faux pas to fall into some man's arms.
Since I couldn't make a choice between Cary Grant and Clark Gable, I allowed both of them to accompany me. I do declare, I can't decide which of them is the handsomest. I'm hoping there will be some sort of duel by the end of the ball. Of course I will insist that the gentlemen take it outside, so as to not spoil the ambience of Willow's lovely ball.
Then I will allow the one who is still alive to escort me home.
10 comments:
beauty-ful!!
That dress is amazing!
Thanks, darlings!
Ooooo...I recognize it from the Chase portrait!! You look marvelous!!! And am I ever glad that you decided to bring BOTH of your guests. I can't decide which to dance with first!!!
Two escorts and a beautiful gown. Sigh.
You look stunning! And two dates? You are so lucky! See you there!
Willow, diva, Betsy - well...as you know, people are talking about how unladylike it was to accept the escort of two men, but I'm confident that one of them will be dead by midnight. In fact, someone told me that they are BOTH dead! I don't believe it, of course.
wow, what a gorgeously stunning dress - you go girl! Really enjoying your blog by the way; I only discovered it recently through the black box & although I'm not married & have no children I'm finding it enthralling. The post about your son going away was really touching. Your life is so very different from mine...
Maurita, they're playing The Blue Danube and Mr. Grant is looking all over for you. Hope you don't mind that I took a few whirls with him, myself! After watching that video I posted the other day, I just couldn't resist him!!
You look so beautiful and isn't this a fun party!
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