I had a lovely birthday on the 18th: my housemates and a couple of friends came out for pizza and drinks, and we had a jolly good evening. I was given a pretty little blue bag, some marvellous crackle-effect nail varnish (it's fascinating to watch - SCIENCE!) and loads of cheese! I should have taken a photo of all the cheese for you, it was a most inspired gift idea, but alas they didn't last a minute before I started ripping the packaging off and taking bites out of them all, so you'll just have to use your imaginations.
On the subject of photos, I have a load of blog posts saved up, but have been holding off posting because I haven't had the chance to tidy up the photos properly (oh, I miss Picnik!), but enough time has passed now that I have decided to throw caution to the wind and just publish my slightly-too-dark-and-not-cropped-properly photos anyway - who really cares, right? Actually, my photo "editing" is really minimal, but I do usually like to just make sure things are properly framed and not too over- or under- exposed. Still, given how drunk we were when this set of pictures were taken I don't think we did such a bad job...
My lovely Sarah bought me a ticket to a 1920s party for my birthday present! It was on the Saturday before my actual birthday at the Guildhall Banqueting Rooms (which are stunning) although the location was a secret only revealed a few days before the event; we needed a password to get in and everything! It was a brilliant night.
Continuing the Prohibition theme inside, we were served (rather strong) cocktails in teacups:
One cup-and-saucer set was, hilariously, 'A Present From Gosport' - my home town!
The cocktail menus were inside old books. I think our table had the best props, thanks to (the other) Sarah's cigarette case and family-heirloom pearl-handled cigarette holder:
There was a tremendous live band, Top Shelf Jazz, who were accompanied by an excellent tap dancer:
This encouraged much dancing (and posing, of course) - '20s dancing is so much fun!
That's Ally of Cake and Science on the left, other Sarah, Sarah Strawberry Fields, and our buddy Mary-Anne (yes, non-bloggers do attend such events, too).
I pinned my hair up like I did for Sarah's birthday party back in October and added a headscarf (note to self: wear headscarves more often, Eleni, you love them).
I was wearing a gorgeous green dress my housemate Verity no longer wanted, plus some black opera gloves I had lying around (yes, I'm that sort of person. You may have noticed my life is one big fancy dress party). Why is it when you ask a strager to take a picture of your outift, they never include your feet? Hello? Are shoes not part of an outfit?! Disgraceful. Just so your minds can be at ease (because I know it will bother you) I was wearing my Mary Poppins shoes and some black back-seamed tights.
It was a most decadent evening and I'm fairly certain we'll be booking tickets again the next time this party rolls into town.
I'm off to my monthly WI meeting tonight, and our guest speakers this evening are from the Tea House Emporium - a local tea shop and rooms with which, as you know, I am on very familiar terms with. It promises to be the perfect evening!