My younger daughter had a masquerade banquet to celebrate the end of her Drama Club year. I went, ready to sit and chat with some of the others "drama parents" and to enjoy the silliness that involved a bunch of talented and precocious drama kids as well as, music, nice clothing, masks and some Italian food.
I was in a black and white mood...
I wanted to wear some white gloves with this ensemble but baby daughter said: "Mami that is to much"!
Which I interpreted as "o.k. don't embarrass me now".
I'm wearing my old Target shirt and Bandolino skirt (about 7 years old).
Some of my 80's and 90's faux and real pearls necklaces and bracelets; all of them were presents from co workers or supervisors.
I've always been lucky at work when it comes to making friends and establishing connections at a human level not just a work level.
Well, except for that one place that I do not want to mention because I might need to use some "choice" words to describe the people and the environment there.
By the way this was the first photo but I almost broke the vase so I had to move it!
Sagharbor booties with newly thrifted black stockings.
A necklace worn as a bracelet.
I remember buying this necklace in San Juan, Puerto Rico.
It was around the Like a Virgin Madonnamania!
Rings from my years in New York.
I love this clutch (it can also be use as a purse)!
It was a thrift finds around 3 years ago.
I saw it at the bottom of a box of half priced items.
It remains me of Picasso's Les Demoiselles de Avignon.
A much closer look at my Cubist-inspired clutch.
There is no name tag inside and it appears that it was not well taking care of when I got it.
I cleaned it up and it's been loved ever since.
At the venues' entrance.
You should know by now that I love trees and I drive my girls crazy with the "please take a picture of me by the tree".
My girl won a star because of one of her funny and witty remarks describing her mentor and director during a cast pre show ritual.
She is wearing some of my bracelets and necklaces.
Sorry no photos of me acting foolish, maybe next year!