Life is not a dress rehearsal.  Make it count and do it in style.

On Friday we dressed up 1920’s style for a murder mystery dinner party.

I made the hair pin. I used to sell items like this in my Etsy shop.  Sadly there isn’t much of a market for fancy hair pins/brooches.

Dress is 1980’s bought in a vintage store.

This is the first time I’ve ever worn makeup below my lower lashes. Looks great, feels awful.

The murder mystery dinner was a  spoof on Downton Abbey put on by the talented group at  Mysteriously Yours with Lieutenant Carumbo in attendance to solve the mystery.

 

We had a blast, lots of laughs and the actors were a scream.  I especially liked Carumbo who also played Lady Edith, a gal on the hunt for a husband who had her eyes on Ray a dapper young man sitting at our table. I think Ray was quite shaken up relieved when Edith didn’t make it past the second act.

I adore it when other people make an effort and get dressed up for an event such as this.

We really lucked out at our table. I think between the six of us we were the best dressed in the room.

I’ve decided next time I dress 1920’s style I’m getting a headband with a feather. So dramatic!

Sophia also had a long cigarette holder.

Brilliant!

Carmela, and Franca (in other photo next to Robert wearing a black hat) turned out to be really interesting, fun Italian ladies with plenty of juicy stories. You can just tell by Carmela’s adorable smile what a character she is!

Robert wore his whole outfit sans the hat to work.

How do you like the addition of my feather boa? It was a last minute thing I managed to pick up in the morning prior heading downtown.

I know, most of you are shocked I didn’t already own a feather boa, or three.

Obviously for blogging, cleaning house or walking the dog one simply must wear a feather boa.

How is it possible I’ve lived this long without one?

*Warning!* If you are wearing a feather boa wrapped around your neck in a fierce cold wind be prepared for small errant feathers to stick to your lipstick. My lips looked like they were moulting and husband didn’t even notice.

#sadbuttruestory

Call me demanding but I’d like to know that someone has my back when it comes to;

• feathers on my lips
• lipstick on my teeth
• food in my teeth
• toilet paper hanging out of my tights/pants
• tears in my clothing
• skirt getting caught in my underwear
• buttons undone
• zipper undone
• hem coming down
• food on my face
• smudged make-up
• and any other kind of embarassing appearance faux pas or wardrobe malfunction.

Isn’t that a law between spouses and friends?  Or is that like the warranty on my car that expired after five years?

Do you tell people when something is off with their appearance?  Or do you suffer in silence trying to look elsewhere but inadvertently staring directly at that green spinach covered tooth wondering just how long it can hang on for?

Inquiring minds want to know.

Linking up with Visible Monday, I Will Wear What I Like