Finally, I have gotten the rest of the photos from my New Year’s Eve/Birthday Party at Butter. I will share a few. First, a couple of additional looks at my vintage Versace/Little Bo Peep dress. (And though I usually don’t do this, you can click on the photos to enlarge.)
The skirt was left open in the back so I could show off the petticoats underneath.
After midnight, Paul wore a hat while I had crazy eyes.
My brother-in-law Tim is an enthusiastic dancer. He emailed me: “ I just hope I did not kick any one too hard while dancing. If some one eventually claims they were kicked in the butt,shin or between the uprights, please tell them I was a party crasher and you do not know me!”
UPDATED TO ADD: Behold! A pair of fashion journalists.
Here’s a glamour shot of my sister, Terri Berry.
My dear friend Phil, who has put up with me since 1989, when I was just “a junior”or “a low-to-the-ground mini-goat,” as he put it.
Gorgeous friend Angela is also a gorgeous client; she’s the proud owner of my Xenobia ring.