Thursday 30 September 2010

Away to a ball!

How exciting - tonight I'll be attending my first cyber-ball! Do go and have a look - it's all happening over at Willow Manor.

Typically, at the last minute I'm still agonising over the right dress. Help! Here's me first in dramatic red ...

And here I am in classic black ...

Hmm, elegant but safe. Do you think I could get away with this hot number ...?

I do look pretty good, if I say so myself - still got it, eh?

For the shoes, I'm thinking hot red is going to hit the spot

And thank God the bag arrived in the nick of time this morning ...

 But help! My date for the ball has just arrived early - and he's drunk and dishevelled!

God, you can be so unreliable, Stephen. Oh well, at least he's dressed the part - even if his eyes are swimming out of focus and his hair's a mess.  He's sitting in my front room now, burbling away - a sort of deep-voiced emittance of strangled, posh vowels with the occasional phrase recognisable to the non-upper-class ear -
eeeuuuuaaagh my club eeyaaaauuuyyyhhh most frightful
well, perhaps no-one will notice. I shall make him some strong coffee and be away to make myself beautiful. 

And lets be clear on this point, Stephen, I shall definitely be doing the driving tonight!

(Btw, obviously I did not take the photos myself for today's post. (Mary McCartney kindly popped round to snap me in the outfits above - such a poppet). Thank you Google image search)


  1. My dear your dress is lovely!

  2. I don't mind a bit of friendly competition - wear RED, it's hot!!!

  3. Okay. I vote for that third little number. Oo. La. La. Now, if you don't mind, I'll try to dance with Mr. Fry, without spilling chianti all over him!

  4. You look fantastic in that third dress, Karen. So glad to have found you! Will stop by later to get to know you better. In the meantime, can I have a dance with Stephen?

  5. I understand that Mr. Fry is now off the booze and ciggies...perhaps he was a little nervous about taking such a beauty to a Ball? He did improve later, don't you agree. Such wit, such intellect. Marvellous fellow really.

    Exquisite dress, most wonderful shoes...what taste, what style! Marvellous to have met you, Karen! We simply must do lunch sometime.


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