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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Willow Manor Ball!


It's that time of year again! The Willow Manor Ball! I was a tad worried I wouldn't make it due to Frankenstorm heading our way on the East coast, but after stocking up on water, dog food, and TP, I finally was able to head out the door! I'm not going to allow a little National Disaster to dampen my party spirit! 

After much deliberation, I decided that since all men are dogs, I may as well take my poodle as my date! Let me introduce Sir Soni B. He's an older gentleman and quite a lovely date. He looks dashing in a tux and is already comfortable in tails! 

My gown this year is vintage Dior. I'm so pleased that the green sequins offset the absinthe that Tess is serving this year. What a lucky coincidence! 

I plan to dance the night away, enjoy a beautiful brunch, and then return home to see what havoc Mother Nature has wrought. Adieu!


"Junon" dress, fall/winter 1949–50 Christian Dior (French, 1905–1957); Christian Dior Haute Couture (French, founded 1947) Pale-blue silk net embroidered with iridescent blue, green, and rust sequins
What a gentleman!
 Thanks again to Tess at Life at Willow Manor for hosting this exquisite event!