the bal

last night we finally had our delayed New Year's bal. the venue was very grand: the Intercontinental hotel. so was the dress code: formal wear. so we all made an effort (yes, including yours truly, who wore a long blue dress, heels, contacts and make up, and whom some couldn't recognise!) and basically had a blast. it was really nice to see everyone dressed up. i don't think i'd ever seen so many men in tuxedos before. the ladies were also beautiful, but women tend to make more of an effort all the time anyway, so it was quite a sight.

for once, we were treated to a band that could play good music (old 70s classics) as well as the usual DJ. it was great fun. especially when my dancing king showed up: a friend of mine dances incredibly well and it's always fun to dance with him. but dancing in heels is exhausting - either that or i'm getting old. that's probably it - after a short pause sitting down in one of the comfy lobby chairs, my knees screamed at me when we had to go up the stairs again... i silenced them for a while, but then my feet started complaining and at some point, i just had to give up. it was about 3am by then, so all in all, a good performance.