Tonight we are going to a friends 40th birthday party. It is a Mad Men Cocktail Party.
I've always dreamed of hosting a 50's/60's cocktail party for New Years Eve. Tuxedos and glimmering evening dresses, someone like Cary Grant pouring the martini's.
That won' t be happening this New Years Eve, so I am pretty excited to be going tonight.
We only got the go ahead from the baby sitter yesterday, so I had done nothing about an outfit, I didn't think we could make the party. In the back of my mind, however, was my vintage red dress, bought before I had children. I knew that if we did get a sitter, it would be perfect. And it would have been, if I hadn't had two (beautiful) children. My body has changed completely, I knew that. I have gone up a shoe size, and given away many of my favourite tops that were either too tight or too short. So why was I so surprised when I could not do up the zip on the dress!
Ahem.... I'm talking about a five inch gap!
Panic. It's 1:00pm, the day of the party. The closest vintage clothing store is nearly 2 hours away!
A deep breath, a little velvet top, and the problem is solved. Skirt and top.
At least I am all set with my favourite vintage, black satin evening bag and a bit of vintage bling.
"Come on Dear, lets go have some cocktails!"
