I am a girl. I know newflash, right? Being a complicated being can be fabulous.
A fancy ball, however, reminds me of the all the reason's I despise girldom.
I seemed to have blocked out the pain of proms and dances from high school and college. Leave it to the Navy to have formal events and remind me of it all over again.
Some girls and I decided we would make a ladies night out of the Warrior's Surface ball held here. We bought our tickets and then the hunt for a dress commenced. I won't bore you with all the details, but geez.
With the great dress hunt of 2009 over I quickly descended into the purse, wrap, shoe, jewelry shopping. I had totally forgotten the nightmare.
Why are purses so expensive and well... so dang small. I couldn't fit a cell phone, compact and lipstick in the thing.
I finally got all the details finished and was ready for ball day.
Don't get me wrong. I looked great. I felt great, but lords above what a pain in the rearend.
And see that hair, mine mine mine. All the pulling, twisting, bobby pins and hairspray was worth it.
I had a blast. Hung out with friends, drank some wine, complained about high heels, managed to not step on anyones dress and rip it and didn't lose track of the minuscule purse.
I will say though that it is not an experience I am pining to repeat in the near future.
I have a bunch of pictures up on myspace for anyone who wants to look.
I am trying to rest today. Been awhile since I partied and didn't fall back in bed until 3 am.
I am in hopes of getting to play Fable 2 on the Xbox 360. I got a few hours in yesterday before the ball, but I haven't touched it since.
I may not get to it for a few days though. I have static group in DDO tonight, appointments tomorrow, a class on Tuesday (more training for my Navy brain) and then I have a special girls date on Wednesday which I won't tell anyone about until it is over.
Oh... I won a free massage at a Navy Spouse Appreciation Event. I am not sure if that is good or creepy.