All That Jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees and pull my stockings down...

I went to a 1920's party last night. Boo is going overseas for a while so we were having a bit of a 'do' to farewell her. I watched Chicago for some inspiration.

Chicago is actually the first musical I performed at University. I made a great bunch of friends even if I didn't fully understand the show. (I am a naive person at times, although a friend has just admitted that she didn't know what Mimi's candle in Rent was going to be used for and I did know about that one.) As Bevis will attest, I manage to say things without knowing that there is a double entendre, but then that may say more about the people I hang out with... (?) I understand more of the subtext of the show now that I have seen it (with Bevis pre-Wifey, Al and Burkealot, Greggles and maybe Juicebox? I can't remember, oops, sorry) done professionally, and not just the movie (which I saw with Noshie and Bevis' Wifey as well as Al and Juicebox).

When I got to the house EHG was in the middle of straightening her hair so I helped with that while Boo was putting her makeup on and helping a friend create a hairstyle more in keeping with the 1920's look. (It's a good thing Mum & Dad built that bathroom big enough for three sisters as having four girls in there craning for the mirror was getting a little crowded.) Once her hair was straight, EHG was trying to decide which outfit to wear and came back to the first one she tried on which was the type that needed double-sided tape to keep the plunging neckline from sliding off course, if you know what I mean. I pinned her hair into place after her hair clip slipped, she pulled on her feather boa (which covered up the plunging neckline anyway) and was ready to face her public.

I had tried to style my hair but ended up having to wind it into ringlets (few instead of the regular many - see Bevis' post showing our pictures) and wrap a crochet-style black scarf around my head. I did better with my sisters' hair. Boo had straightened hers and managed to crimp two front sections into that "permanent wave" style that was fashionable (see Renee Zellweger's do in the movie). Her hair (much like mine) was too long to do all of it in that way so I looped it up at the back and with the help of a few hundred bobby pins and some tassel left over from the work she had done creating her dress, we were in business. Then all she needed to do was pop on those fake eyelashes - very classy (no, really) - pull on her fishnet tights, hand me my feather boa and we were done. Mum didn't recognise me initially. My husband, Logan, didn't recognise me for a minute or two either. I am still trying to decide whether or not that was a good thing...

The parents served cocktails, pina coladas (from that new bucket arrangement you can buy now to put in the freezer), dips and crudites. Mmm, love that salmon log.

I was going to go all out and buy a whole outfit but, as the party was on a Sunday night and I had to work the next day, I decided that for an hour of party, $100 of dress wasn't worth it.

I just accessorised and spent a little bit more...

I'm really going to miss her while she's gone but hopefully we'll manage to keep in touch as well as I'm doing with Adie and Noshie.

...It's just a noisy hall where there's a nightly brawl and All... That... Jazz...