Stepping back in time

I am going to a 'Bohemian Masquerade Ball' tonight. I am quite excited. I have never been to anything 'Masquerade' before and it is such a romantic word (is it French? Because the French seem to make all their words sound romantic). There will be magicians, gypsy bands, cabaret, burlesque and circus acts. Is that not the perfect combination?
I went to something similar last week, called 'The Gangsta's Ball'. It was amazing, everyone was dressed in 1920's-50's clothes and it was just like we stepped back in time... to a very confused era of time that wasn't sure which decade it was, but it still looked wonderful! And I just love dressing up. My favourite part of that night though was looking at the view from our hotel. My partner had booked the top floor of an apartment directly in the middle of Sydney city that had windows all around. I wish I had taken a photo, it was if the whole sky was filled with colour and we were in the middle of it.
I am wearing a corset tonight though.. this scares me. I did promise myself i would do things that scare me. But I am not a corset girl. I guess there is a first time for everything.

These are photos from the Gangsta's Ball. I would have subtly slipped them in the middle of this post but technology is not my strong point..

Comments

Brandi said…

This masquerade ball sounds like so much fun! Have a blast and make sure to take photos!!

September 10, 2010 at 10:48 PM

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