Completely stoked about a wedding invite at the start of 2011.
In a chilly mountain.
Love it!
It's gonna be a Breakfast at Tiffany's kinda scene, or at it's best, I could do my Angelina Jolie red carpet impersonation? ahihihihi...
"So can I wear black, since invite says 'Formal'?, I ask the bride-to-be.
"No", was her quick reply. "Invite also says no black please."
Wooosshh goes the simple black dress out of the picture.
What to do? What to do?
Chilly night, she said. It would almost always mean a shawl or pashmina. Hmmm...
off I ran upstairs and ransacked thru piles of vintage clothings I didnt dare give away. Finally I find a very old cashmere sweater I had swiped from my mother a good 25 years ago! And she had it for some 30 years from that!!! An uncle sent it from the U.S. My mom takes care of her gave stuff.
The fabric is still fluffy and can still hold its own against chilly nights!
Perfect!!!
Since black is out of the question, I opted for ivory. It would be beautiful. A simple ivory gown. I have yet to finalize the design but I've decided it is going to be a simple cut.
The shoes. Now this part is tricky. The landscape of the reception area grass. Maneuvering around in some heels of formal shoes would equal discomfort and danger in my case. And since I'd be lugging around a big enough camera (I decided it would be the D90 for the blog photos) I can't afford to slip, roll or tumble!
Yes, it's gonna be the taupe booties!
And yes, sometimes I splurge. Like, really really rarely. Very rarely. When something just very beautiful and practical comes my way.
A cute black Jimmy Choo purse should seal the ensemble perfectly.
I do hope I'd get a decent shot of everything put together during the occasion...
I am happy. Ahihihi...
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