I don't have much experience of posh work dos. In the past, a night out with work colleagues meant meeting at the pub for a few pints, and any stragglers still standing at the end might go for a late-night curry.
So it was a surprise to have the opportunity to attend a ball on Saturday night, organised by St Luke's for its employees and patrons.
1970s maxi dress and sequin clutch bag - gifts from Helga
Ostrich feather bolero - gift from Tania
Sandals, vintage necklace and bangles - charity shopped
The dress code was either black tie or pirate fancy dress (no, I'm not entirely sure why either...) and as you can see, I decided to forgo the dubious delights of an eye patch and parrot as accessories. 1970s-does-30s glamour all the way for me!
The retail team were celebrating the fact the St Luke's shops have won an Outstanding Achievement in Profit award from the Charity Retail Association.
Sorry, no photos from the event itself, but I can tell you that Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean films is clearly the inspiration for pirate fancy dress these days. (And it doesn't look quite as alluring on most men as it does on him...)
I spotted this 1970s block-printed Indian cotton dress in a charity shop for a pittance, and although it was originally intended for sale on Ebay, I am considering keeping it.
The colours and the hand-painted gold details are so pretty.
And speaking of the Seventies, I also found this;
a dressmaking guide based on a 1976 BBC TV series.
I love the illustrations, even if the proportions are ridiculously elongated.
If only my legs were that long, I'd look far better in trousers.
1970s Indian cotton dress, 1970s leather bag and belt - charity shopped
1980s Finnish-made boots - Second to None, Walsall
Charlie and a pumpkin - free
What were you up to that year?
I was 12, I was in my final year of middle school, and the UK experienced a famously hot and dry summer. I remember Harold Wilson resigning as Prime Minister, I watched Nadia Comeneci score perfect 10s at the Olympics in Montreal, and the music in the charts was a curious blend of the sublime and the ridiculous.
Abba, Queen, Rod Stewart, Barry White, ELO and Tina Charles.
The early days of both disco and punk.
Dreadful novelty records.
The inexplicable success of the Bay City Rollers, Slik, Demis Roussos and Showaddywaddy.
And some real classics - Jolene, Young hearts run free, Play that funky music, Misty Blue, Let's stick together, and The boys are back in town.
My 12 year old self would probably have picked Don't go breaking my heart or Dancing Queen.
The 51 year old version is going with the heart-breaking majesty of No Regrets by the Walker Brothers.
Linking to Patti's Visible Monday. I never have any regrets about that!