Friday, December 2, 2011
It's Dave's work Christmas party on the weekend and we are just ever so slightly excited about it. They are always super fancy-pants do's that require new everything. New hair, new shoes, new dress, new tan, new face, new body. Because I'm a pretty serious person, I'm taking the whole event, well... seriously. Our budget no longer extends to designer threads (or plastic surgery) so I've had to spend more time than usual shopping for that perfect dress. It turns out that it doesn't exist but an okay compromise was found at my local shopping centre (if I'd made a city trip I would have been rewarded by looking much 'cooler') .