In the midst of all this, while I was trying to stay really Zen, the hairdresser called and cancelled my hair appointment. I had a feeling that might happen and had lined up a friend who said they could do something for me but when I called, they had gone skiing. GAH! Stupid snow.
That meant instead of having my hair done and being able to just slowly sip a glass of wine and take two hours to get ready for the party, those last few hours ended up being a blur of shoveling and me cussing the snow. Followed by me desperately trying to get my hair into some sort of updo. It was bad people and the only thing that calmed me down was texts from a friend who saw my Facebook update in which I blasted the snow. Honestly, by the time we walked out the house, I was patting myself down to make sure that I had my underwear on, it was just that crazy!
Mr. Helen was sort of grumpy and I guess I would be too if I'd blown snow for 7 hours, so he wasn't super cooperative about taking photos of me prior to us leaving. Thank goodness, I had a back-up plan... Tall Friend's cute boyfriend who would come to the rescue at the venue. In the meantime, I tried to take some accessory shots on my own.
The drive that should have taken around 35 minutes, took an hour but we arrived in one piece thanks to Mr. Helen's Bluebelle and her 4WD. I arrived in style in my gorgeous dress.... and snow boots. When you see my shoes, you'll know why I didn't want to risk getting anything on them! I don't have a boot photo but everyone in the check-in area got a kick out of it.
After we were there and I finally got my martini!! I settled down and we really had a great time. Discussing it on the way home we decided for all the pre-party discombobulation it was one of the funnest we can remember.
Alright already, I know you are dying to see the photos so without further ado, here they are!
The other accompaniments. My bracelets and the beautiful ring on my finger is the black diamond ring Mr. Helen gave me for Christmas this year.
These shoes may be my favorite fancy shoes ever! They are high, high heels and sparkly as get out - what's not to love? I am sort of proud of these shots... on the left I was trying to show you how high the heels were and after I took the photo I noticed you can see my other foot on the floor. I also love the shot of the shoes alone because you can see just the corner of my handbag on the right.
Here's the one shot Mr. Helen took before we left. I don't like how this dress photographs (or maybe it's me?) - it really does look so beautiful in person!