Sadly, almost 1 year ago, my husband's friend from the police academy was found murdered on the side of a road. He left behind a loving wife of a year and a half and a happy baby girl who was 8 months old. His killer has not been caught yet, but we cling to the hope that that person will be brought to justice. The local sheriff's department set up a bank account in his honor so his widow can continue to pay her bills and provide for their daughter. It was announced at the beginning of the year that the annual Bartenders' Ball would benefit our friend and her daughter, along with Operation Smile and Volunteers of America. Naturally, I went online and bought two tickets and reserved a room at the hotel hosting the large event.
As the ball drew closer, my husband was trying to make excuses for not going because he is uncomfortable with the media and large crowds of people drinking. I told our friend to tell my husband that she had already reserved tickets for us and that she really wanted us to be there. He has an incredibly hard time telling her no, so he obliged and got fitted for a tuxedo. The party was on.
When we finished checking into the hotel, we met up with our crowd and got our armbands. I had purchased the $35.00 armbands that got us into the party, but we quickly upgraded to the $100.00 armbands that got us into the VIP area and unlimited alcohol for the entire function. That's right - unlimited alcohol. Best upgrade I've ever made. During the party, and after my husband had consumed a few beverages, I told him the truth about me having purchased our tickets. He thought it was funny and our friend and her brother told him that they were sorry they had "lied" to him. It was forgiven pretty quickly.
All in all, it was a good party. We stayed together as a group, almost like a group of siblings, and danced the night away.
I guess I should talk a bit about what I wore to the Bartenders' Ball. The theme was "Red Carpet Attire," so the four ladies in our group really turned it out. Our friend wore a beautiful white and blue dress that had a halter neckline and a really pretty updo. Her best friend from high school (and a crafty mommy of three) wore a stunning red dress that worked wonders with her curves and her perfect tan (some people are so lucky). Her victory rolls were the perfect finishing touch. Our friend's partner on the streets (they were on the bike patrol) wore a blue satin dress with crystals on the straps. The blue of her dress perfectly complimented the memorial tattoo on her back for our friend.
I had decided to wear the Zac Posen for Target dress that I had purchased the year before. You know the one - it's the floor-length multicolor dress with black safety pins silk screened all over it. It fit perfectly and I couldn't have been happier with that purchase. Kudos to you, Mr. Posen. My hair, a weird blondish brown - bronde if you will- was put up in an ornate updo that looked like something Joan Holloway would wear in Mad Men (love that show).
(Thakoon for Target shirt and Proenza Schouler for Target cardigan)
|Thumbs up for safety pins!|
|Iron Fist's Zebracorn Heel|
|On the red carpet|