This is my very first trip to the annual Willow Ball:
My date for the evening is the absolutely wonderful Hugh Laurie who has promised to amaze me all evening by keeping up that impeccable American accent, which, to me of course, doesn't sound like an accent at all:
Of course, he has also promised to appear in the proper attire for the evening:
Oh wow! Who could ask for a better date?
I, of course, will also be in the proper attire - shown here on a model who displayed the gown to all its best angles and appearances:
I do love red and so found these wonderful red velvet shoes as well:
I have no doubt that within an hour these will, however, find their way into some safe corner while I whirl happily barefoot beneath my lovely gown.
An evening such as this also deserves a little sparkle so I'll be adding:
And, of course, we will be arriving in style:
And even though our chariot is climate-controlled, when I step out of that particular luxury I could find the evening air a bit nippy and so I'll be contentedly snuggled in this lovely faux fur:
Why not the real thing? I'm so glad you asked.
I never ever wear the real thing because I respect those lovely little creatures to whom it rightly belongs. To kill them for their fur is just something I cannot do. I will not do. Ever. I only have to look at my own little darling fur-ball to know why:
Click the poster for the ball (up top) to be transported there.
Have a great evening!