22 February 2008
It is a fact that I like sparkly things. I like jewelry, and glassware and lamplight—all sparkly. I wrote, not too long ago, about loving the sparkles in Sherrie’s hair. I love to apply beads to costuming to give it extra . . . sparkle. And tonight, I wore this pair of sparkly shoes!
I bought these shoes on sale (that’s my normal technique of shoe shopping) last summer, and I hadn’t had an occasion to wear them. I knew I wouldn’t want to be on my feet for an extended period of time wearing them, so I wore something less sparkly on New Year’s Eve. But, tonight, we were going to the theatre, and I had a new skirt my mama bought me in Florida that was perfect with these shoes, so voila! Decision made.
After two false attempts at pairing the skirt (and matching scarf) with a top, I finally settled on a turquoise top that is a great colour for me, and did wonders to brighten up the outfit, and keep it from being too black. It took two tries on getting the jewelry right, too, but by the time Kyle got home from work, I was pretty much ready to go. We were meeting Ken and Denise at the Sanders Theatre (a place I can’t believe I’d never been) in Fort Worth for a fun little production by the Stolen Shakespeare Guild. Had I realized better the nature of the production and the theatre itself, I would most certainly have dressed more casually. But, those who know me know I need very little excuse to dress up, so dress up I did. After all it’s always better to be a bit overdressed than to ever be underdressed, right? <grin>
The show was fun, and notable especially for the fact that it introduced me to my first ever performance (although condensed) of a Ben Johnson play! This company’s rendition of Volpone was energetic, well-edited, and engaging. We said our goodbyes (Denise was headed home for a quick rest before a five a.m. flight!) and stopped at Taco Bell for a snack on the way home. Upon arriving home, Kyle discovered a frustrating little virus on his computer, and while he dealt with that, I decided to capture in a photo the pretty shoes I wore—especially since I may very rarely, if ever, wear them again!
Sparkly, and very pretty—sexy even, I think. But not too comfortable! <sigh>