Every year I have to attend a gala for the snooty volunteer organization I belong to. This year was a little different - to make it less formal you could wear anything from jeans to a ballgown. In this economy we didn't want people to feel like they had to go buy a new dress to attend a fundraiser. Good idea possibly but it's amazing how far people will take the "not as formal" attire.
While I wore a spring dress and TC wore slacks and a button down (yes - TC was forced to attend and not super pumped about it) and thought I was pretty casual for the event, there were people who took casual too far. Jeans and un-tucked shirts did not belong at this event. The lady in the too tight dress with converse sneakers needed to be thrown out. The presidents husband who looked like a sausage in his too tight jeans should just have stayed home. Instead he got up on stage and gave a toast. So creepy.
I'm not trying to make fun of what people wear. I understand some people don't feel comfortable in strapless dresses and heels and would prefer to wear sneakers and jeans. However, if you're going to pay upwards of $75 a dinner then at least brush your hair and leave your zip up sweatshirt at home.
Even though they attempted to make the event less formal (instead they made it a mommy and me play date at the park) they neglected to make the event less stuffy. The doctors and their wives still thought their poop didn't stink, and the "old money" families still had their noses so high in the air you could see their pea sized brains. TC who is so easy to get along with and would try to talk to a tree stump was miserable. Luckily I only have 1 more year obligated to this group and then their on their own. They'll have to seek out a new super bratty, I no like-a you, southern girl with a bad attitude.
And to be nice - I'm not even going to mention the poor girl in the 1980's bridesmaid dress with the giant bow in the back and lace in the front. BHAHAHAHAHA!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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