I was out last night at the evening part of an old friend and work colleague's wedding reception.
Lovely to be invited.
Perfect excuse to frock up!
Every time I have worn this fabulous 1970s maxi, which was a gift from darling Helga (last seen here), I feel glamorous and special.
And I get complimented.
Which is always a good thing!
It's a magic dress.
Look, it makes me go all soft focus and romantic and winsome...
Must be the sight of people finding love in spite of previous heartache and disappointment.
Congratulations David and Sharon!
That's Robert, Dave and I with our pints lined up in front of us.
I may look like a lady, but I drink like a navvy!
Yeah, I might have been a bit pissed. It was a wedding!
And unlike Rob, I didn't have work the next morning, ha!
Oh I can be a hard-faced old cynic, without a shred of romance in me, but a good wedding and a few pints blurs my sharp edges...
...until I'm willing to believe love really is in the air!
xxx
