Last weekend Gord and I and our friend Kim were involved in a 50's style soiree. You see, our friends Janet and Pete got married and decided to throw a little 50's shindig so we cats could all get down.
Here is the hep couple.
Gord and I getting ready to go: (Gord's really just goofing)
The party was held at the Aerospace museum which made for lots of interesting photo ops.
The bride, me and my friend Kim. Girls, your style really fractures me.
Some of you might be wondering if we already had these delightful ensembles in our closets. The answer is no. I ordered my dress off of Ebay for $30 and then altered it. I made my own crinoline (about 8 hours later - which almost made me blow my top) with a total savings of approximately $5 from retail costs which, trust me, wasn't worth it. The shawl and hand crocheted gloves were my Grandmother's. The accessories got put in the mix from my gracious Aunt Wendy and the shoes I had lurking in my closet from my high school theatre days. For Gord we mostly hunted at thrift stores. I must admit that he did have a choice of six different skinny ties all thanks to my Dad and my parents' inability to throw anything away. (It's okay Dad, I'm booted to how you rocked the skinny ties). The lid we had to buy brand new so you better believe Gord will be getting much use out of that in the years to come.
All in all, we had 18 karat fun until we had to cut which was a real drag - you dig?
18 karat - All the way, full out
blow your top - a phrase which expresses enthusiasm or exasperation
cats - folks who play jazz music
cut - To leave or depart
dig - to know or understand completely
drag - a person or thing which depresses
fracture - to move or inspire someone
get down - to play or dance superlatively, with abandon
goofing - failing to carry out a responsibility or wandering in attention
hep - someone who knows or understands
I'm booted - I'm hip or I understand
lid - hat
put in the mix - put it together, make it happen
