While I was out, people were falling over themselves to compliment me on my outfit, especially the shoes and dress.
I told everyone who was interested, my frock was actually an 80-year-old nightie.
One lucky woman well into her 80s was even lucky enough to cop a feel.
So I thought I might share what caused all the commotion.
Seriously don't know what the fuss was about.
After all, #2 Son, who is 16, didn't look at all embarrassed about me collecting him from student reception after his maths exam today.
Yakkity-yakkity-yak to anyone who looked vaguely interesting ... heehee.
It was rather overwhelming but dammit, Helga is right ... "better to be looked over than overlooked".
So if this positivity keeps up I may be clogging up your reader feed with more dress-ups and droning.
I swear her face was a picture to see.
Full of joy at such an onerous "adult" task.
I think she did a wonderful job.
Then we got dressed up for the season two finale of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries.
It simply had to be done.
Desiree xo