charitable art for the streetwalker

I love dressing up. I love dresses. I love being all girlie-girl. I think it's a result of my Mom refusing to buy me dresses when I was younger. You know how moms are - they like to control their children. When I was growing up, she dressed me. It annoyed me because I had to go through the "shoulder-pads" stage... and it wasn't even the 80's! So anyway, I never really got to pick what I wanted to wear until college, and it was only way after that I think I got the hang of it. Not that I'm a fashionista, but I'm certainly not a sloppy dresser anymore.

Where was I? Oh, yeah.

I had to attend an art exhibit last night because my boss commissioned one of the paintings. Cocktails and all, I wanted to dress up. I bought the cutest little lace dress the other day so I already planned my outfit. Taking a last look into my mirror, I notice that there's a slight tear in the sideseam. Oh, great. But, having come from AC where they teach you to sew as early as the second grade, I thought I could mend it. I could have but I was running late. In a rush I put on the first dress I could find that I hadn't already worn. Okay, so it was a little short. And glam.

Apparently I looked like a hooker so I wore my raincoat over it. Haha. My raincoat was longer than my dress. So I bought another outfit and changed. The skirt I bought was the same length as the dress. Literally. Like, if I added straps to the skirt it would've come off the same length as the dress. Whoopsie.

The art exhibit was a mix of hoity-toity and showbiz. Can I just say that while some of the works were fantastic... our painting looked like shit. Seriously. It was DAMN UGLY. How annoying.

After the exhibit Ana and I went to this benefit concert, where the tickets were like P5,000 each. Since we were the only two people who could make it, we tried to make the most out of the P20,000 we spent (rather, my boss did) on the tickets. Haha. You'd think they served like... vodka at least. Not even close. I was laughing like anything when I found out all they served us was iced tea and a plate of garlic mushrooms. Hahaha. At least the evening was entertaining.

Shit. I must get back to work.