The Fashion Show was a great success. There were over three hundred women in attendance and the money raised for charity was substantial. I will say this was probably the most confused Fashion Show I've ever modeled in for anything.
The gal that was in charge is very creative and artsy which leaves out organized. Clothes that were suppose to be shown didn't show up, no one knew what scene we were suppose to wear what and at the last minute she decided we should be dramatic and dance to Phantom of the Opera.
By the way, that was the theme of the show this year. Phantom of the Opera. However with the above being said, only the gals that were modeling knew how confused things were backstage. the audience thought everything was wonderful and I suppose that is all that counts. with five changes of clothes and accessories it was a mad dash for everyone to get dressed and fluffed up.
Vet man called and asked me to go to the yacht club for an early dinner Sunday night. I said yes.It had been a rough week and after the Fashion show I was exhausted. Stomping around in five different pairs of high heels for eight hours took its toll. Not as young as I use to be that is for sure. I was in bed early on Saturday night.
Right before Vet man was to pick me up I had a phone call from Dez. I honestly thought we weren't going to see each other again, although due to some circumstances between us, neither one of us can say good bye at this point. The conversation was actually decent and surface skimming. He had a busy weekend with work and was way up in the valley area on Sunday. He's leaving Friday to go North for Easter to be with one group of grand kids. I just told him to have a good week and enjoy them. I figure that the least interested I act, the better off I am.
He said he is planning on seeing me on the Friday after Easter but since his one son's baby is due around that time I just told him if he was able fine and if not fine too. after his cell cut out four times and he called back four times, we finally said goodbye. He ended it by saying "good bye sweetie,: now where did that come from?
Today I'm off for a meeting and then home to pay bills.....how fun.
The gal that was in charge is very creative and artsy which leaves out organized. Clothes that were suppose to be shown didn't show up, no one knew what scene we were suppose to wear what and at the last minute she decided we should be dramatic and dance to Phantom of the Opera.
By the way, that was the theme of the show this year. Phantom of the Opera. However with the above being said, only the gals that were modeling knew how confused things were backstage. the audience thought everything was wonderful and I suppose that is all that counts. with five changes of clothes and accessories it was a mad dash for everyone to get dressed and fluffed up.
Vet man called and asked me to go to the yacht club for an early dinner Sunday night. I said yes.It had been a rough week and after the Fashion show I was exhausted. Stomping around in five different pairs of high heels for eight hours took its toll. Not as young as I use to be that is for sure. I was in bed early on Saturday night.
Right before Vet man was to pick me up I had a phone call from Dez. I honestly thought we weren't going to see each other again, although due to some circumstances between us, neither one of us can say good bye at this point. The conversation was actually decent and surface skimming. He had a busy weekend with work and was way up in the valley area on Sunday. He's leaving Friday to go North for Easter to be with one group of grand kids. I just told him to have a good week and enjoy them. I figure that the least interested I act, the better off I am.
He said he is planning on seeing me on the Friday after Easter but since his one son's baby is due around that time I just told him if he was able fine and if not fine too. after his cell cut out four times and he called back four times, we finally said goodbye. He ended it by saying "good bye sweetie,: now where did that come from?
Today I'm off for a meeting and then home to pay bills.....how fun.
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