Well the shoe shopping trip was sucessful, though I didn't get the ones that I went for. In the shop I asked Mrs Stace if she would wear the ones from yesterday, as they are her style as well (except maybe the heel). However, as she already has the same shoes in black she didn't think that she would. So I went for a different style instead. I just hope they don't look too old (though again Mrs Stace seems to think that the heels stop that). But I do like them I have to say...
I tried them this morning with my new outfit and a brown semi formal jacket that I borrowed from Mrs Stace. As I now have a therapist I think I may, at some point, start to go dressed and this would be an idea outfit. We'll see what happens when the time comes. I also managed to get my eye makeup perfect for the first time today so I am on slight high from that. See if I cam manage it next time as well.
Last night was spent dancing for the last time of the school year. It's the third year, and we both struggled with how complex it got and just how many steps we had to learn and remember.
The ballroom was a disaster. Had the strictly judges been there Craig would have made the middle syllable last a year. We did one run through the English Waltz and then I forgot the steps. Totally... I couldn't remember a thing. The tango was OK, not great I thought, but OK. The quickstep (one of my favorite dances) was just a mess. The music they choose was just too slow and not a single couple was in step with the beat after a few seconds. During the break between ballroom and latin all the Silver* couples were complaining about it.
The latin was great. The rumba, cha cha and samba came together, I remembered the steps and we started to enjoy it. We finished on the Jive. My absolute favorite dance. The music was quite quick and we just got totally into it. We both had hugh grins throughout the dance and when we were finished the couples we always drink with during the break said that they couldn't take their eyes off of us due to the engery and enjoyment we were putting into it. That was wonderful to hear!
After a demonstration dance from the resident professionals (WOW!) we got our certificates. Actually scored quite well ballroom, and as expected for latin - average of 8 for all 7 dances. All in all an enjoyable night :)
There was an issue before we went though. Mrs Stace brought a fantastic dress for the night and I wanted to match. Seeing as I've lost weight I thought my black suit would be perfect. I was wrong. Whilst the trousers now fit OK (fine on the but, loose on the waist) the jacket was a joke. We both thought that I looked like a kid trying on his dad's clothes.
I have another suit, but that was also not great (better, so that's the one I wore). Again it fitted on the but, but there are inches spare on the waist, and the fitted jacket just isn't anymore. Then I pinched it in. Woohoo for the shape left, but not for a blokes jacket... That was not a problem I was expecting to have... It takes me back to being a teenager when I wore 501w's until they stopped making them as they fitted better than the standard 501's. Kind of the same issue Keli has... But womens jeans these days are a little more obvious than back then so I have to go searching for something different...