Black Tie Fashion
April 9th 2012 23:44
For most women, the thought of a black tie event provides an instant rush of delight - thoughts of glamorous dresses, the chance to bring out gowns that never usually get to see the light of day, or better, the chance to buy one - immediately fill our heads. Those same thoughts often have the tendency for dread to quickly supersede delight, and concerns about hair, make-up, cellulite, if Spanx work under the dress of choice etc can end up dominating.
But there is little denying that most women love the chance to frock up, so seeing the words black tie, for all their pressure, gives us a thrill. It's the same reason we love the races - it's a lot easier to look hot in a glam outfit with some hair and make-up support than it is kicking it at home in your usual chill out clothes. And I speak from experience, as I very recently went to a charity ball where I was uber excited to pull out all the stops. I can admit that dating a still new and totally fabulous man who invited me to said ball was the reason I was so committed to looking totally fabulous, so despite being the girl who usually gets ready in 30 minutes, I started getting ready at 3.
So, there I was at 7pm, totally glam and ready to go and fabulous man told me I was beautiful which is really all I wanted, and off we went. The event was at a fabulously swanky hotel and swarms of other glamours were pouring into the building, sipping champagne and eyeing each other off.
And then the inevitable happened. After the champagne kept flowing, the fancy dinner was had, and the band kicked in - the event became a year ten formal.
What is it about black tie events that ultimately leave you feeling like you're at a school ball? Ties get loose, morals get even looser and in some incredibly tragic circumstances, shoes come off. The dance floor becomes a sea of bad moves, groping, wine spillages and girls gyrating like lap dancers.
All the grace, style and class evident at the commencement of the evening - and all the reasons we wanted to attend in the first place - appear long forgotten. And heaven forbid you head to the after party, which everyone of course does, because they want to be seen in their finery, where things get even messier. And by the time you hit your front door (sometimes literally....) and you catch sight of yourself in the hallway mirror, you are barely able to recognise the fabulous figure that had glided past so many hours earlier.
But the next time those two little words pop out of an invite - the only thoughts of the last black tie event that will remain are those of the start, and the fact you were beautiful and you'll get excited all over again.
But there is little denying that most women love the chance to frock up, so seeing the words black tie, for all their pressure, gives us a thrill. It's the same reason we love the races - it's a lot easier to look hot in a glam outfit with some hair and make-up support than it is kicking it at home in your usual chill out clothes. And I speak from experience, as I very recently went to a charity ball where I was uber excited to pull out all the stops. I can admit that dating a still new and totally fabulous man who invited me to said ball was the reason I was so committed to looking totally fabulous, so despite being the girl who usually gets ready in 30 minutes, I started getting ready at 3.
So, there I was at 7pm, totally glam and ready to go and fabulous man told me I was beautiful which is really all I wanted, and off we went. The event was at a fabulously swanky hotel and swarms of other glamours were pouring into the building, sipping champagne and eyeing each other off.
And then the inevitable happened. After the champagne kept flowing, the fancy dinner was had, and the band kicked in - the event became a year ten formal.
What is it about black tie events that ultimately leave you feeling like you're at a school ball? Ties get loose, morals get even looser and in some incredibly tragic circumstances, shoes come off. The dance floor becomes a sea of bad moves, groping, wine spillages and girls gyrating like lap dancers.
But the next time those two little words pop out of an invite - the only thoughts of the last black tie event that will remain are those of the start, and the fact you were beautiful and you'll get excited all over again.
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