...Ball, that is.
A couple of days before we headed out to Jamaica, Ian asked me if I wanted to attend the Brazilian ball this year. Of course, my first thought was "when is it? what do we do with the kids?". So once I had secured that, I said, sure, I've always wanted to go.
Here we are a couple of weeks later and Giselle wanted to play dress-up. I'm going through my closet and it hits me ... I don't know if I have anything to wear to the ball, which is next Saturday! I'm sure Ian would beg to differ, as I've pretty much taken over our closet. But I was pretty sure I didn't have/ or wouldn't fit any of the ball-type dresses I have. I did just spend too much on a Nicole Miller for Ian's company Christmas party - but that's exactly the problem, as we'll be with the same people at this function too. And besides, it was a cocktail number.
I googled the event, checked out pictures from last year's and confirmed it - I'm in trouble. The photos showed lovely ladies in very fancy gowns (Gucci, Chanel, Donna Karan ...) Then I got an e:mail from the hubster's crackberry - "I've got to wear a tux". Good timing. OMG, bigger trouble!
I asked Giselle if she wanted to go shopping. She said, "OK mama". Only 8 shopping days left. We headed to Vaughan Mills - I thought I'd check out Holt Renfrew's Last Call. Now I usually bypass the gowns, but that was my destination this time. And there were quite a few, not totally eye-popping prices (though I did spot an absolutely gorgeous Vera Wang which was the bargain basement price of $2,800 on sale). Tried on a couple while Giselle popped in and out of my change room on all fours. I tried on a Barbie pink gown which came complete with boobs - actually didn't look half bad. And another Nicole Miller which was quite pretty but a brown colour which was not quite chocolately enough to look "great" on me. Seeing as all items are final sale there, I thought I'd keep looking.
On to BCBG Max Azria - and struck gold! I usually stop in there whenever I'm at this mall - I've lucked out a couple of times, and have always noticed their gowns, but never have had an occasion to look at them. But the bonus with this store is that the girls who work there are so laid back and actually help you. And they're great about Giselle - she's your typical 2 year old, touchy-feely with all the dresses, shoes, etc. Running races around the store. Not that she ever has grimy hands when I'm in there with her, but I've been to a lot of shops whose sales people give me the evil eye whenever Giselle accompanies me. They are very smart girls there -- I ended up buying a fairly classic black halter (satin top) with chiffon skirt, and sparkle detail along the middle. And these stilettos that I'll have to practice walking in. All for substantially less than the Nicole Miller of Christmas vintage.
Now I'm a bit excited about the party. But I've got to finish organizing and surviving Liam's 7th birthday celebration first - it happens just hours before cocktails start at the ball. Will have to remember not to fill up on Star Wars cake and Pizza Pizza before we head downtown.
Ian's suggested that I get a Brazilian wax for the occasion. Uh, maybe, as long as he goes first. Problem solved :).