Ok, so slight exaggeration. I didn’t have glass slippers, I wasn’t going to a castle in a pimped out pumpkin and Prince Charming turned out to be gay but you get my drift…I went to a ball!
I think every girl in the world wants to go to a ball at some point in their life, even if they’re 5 years old using their dress up box and walking around with vegetables hitting them with a wand.
I bought my dress four years ago with no ball ticket bought but every intention to get to one at some point. Dredging through the Christmas sales, I saw the dress and figured I’d try it on to see if I actually looked any good in it; turned out I did. So, with my bargain bought (£45 down from £190!!) I headed home excited that I would be going to a ball soon but like a lot of things, life got in the way, weight got put on and before I knew it my dress came out of my ex’s wardrobe and straight into my own without seeing daylight. So after four years, 2 major relationships, a house move and two whopping travel adventures, I finally went to the ball and I took nearly 5 hours getting ready!!
I started getting ready with a trip to the hairdressers…it was my first time visiting the hairdressers *just* to have my hair styled (because as a backpacker, we can’t even afford to have our hair cut let alone styled!) and after one hour, two people and 40 hair grips later, my look was achieved…
Yes people, that is ALL my own hair. No hair pieces, just hair, hair and uh, more blonde hair =)
After that, it was home to relax and awkwardly try and have a shower without getting my hair wet before putting on the piece de resistance…can’t-afford-the-real-spanx-spanx. For women everywhere you’ll know what I’m talking about but a little Spanx 101 lesson for the men…it’s underwear that ‘sucks you in’ and gives you shape. Unfortunately, if you want a continual shape, you have to buy something like looks like a cross between a rubber chastity belt and short wetsuit and I can assure you, it’s just as hard to take off as it is to put on. And let’s not forget the push-up bra to give my décolletage that extra ‘va va voom’ 😉
After all the hair and underwear issues, sorting my make-up out and putting on my shoes, the look was complete…
It was a lovely night and the ballroom looked amazing with its Valentines theme…if only I went with a straight man instead of my two aunties 🙂
It was a ‘posh ball’ meaning that although you could dance ‘normally’ (or drunk as the case was for a lot of people) there were auctions and toasts to the Queen. Even the tables had a great amount of attention to detail…
I had a great night! My hair looked great, my dress made me feel like a million bucks and the push-up bra made my boobs look great! 😉 I couldn’t have asked for a better time! With my travel funds extremely limited this year, it felt GREAT to tick something off my bucket list 🙂
Have you ever been to a ball? What did you think of it?