If you know me then you know this means I'm going to spend the weekend laughing uproariously, chatting, dancing, laughing some more, and not sleeping. Next week I will have a tremendous emotional hangover.
And every minute will have been worth it.
So now let's talk about outfits. Because you know I love few things as much as I love to talk about clothing and footwear.
We know it truly doesn't matter what I wear, because these are people who love me. Who knew me when I was an angsty, insecure teenager with a Cyndi Lauper crisscross shaved into the side of my head sporting the best Mary Quant blue mascara and a neon green RELAX T-shirt that I wish I still had.
OK. So. There are two nights: a bar night and a dinner night. I could wear jeans or a dress to either. Mostly I need to be able to dance. It might be warm and it might be cold because Ned Stark is long dead and winter is here.
Here are options I pulled together over the weekend:
1. Embroidered mirrored jumpsuit
This is, I think, the most fabulous. My mom made it in the 1960s for a friend. This friend kept it in storage for decades after she stopped wearing it, and then gave it to me.
2. Jeans and a black top and platform boots.
Maybe for Friday? I don't know how flattering this top is, though it is floaty and comfy. I could pair it with the jean jacket in the last option.
What about the booties, though? Too solid black with the screamily white legs above?
4. Blue dress and boots (or booties? Or sandals?).
SAME DRESS just turned inside out! So tricky! And it has a secret pocket whether it's on the black or blue side! Could be with booties or boots.
5. Black sundress and sandals (in case it is warm) with chunky jewelry and jean jacket.