Speaking Easy

For Kari's birthday (the gal in green you'll see later), we all hopped on a train and headed to hooker town King's Cross for a prohibition party held in what can only be described as an old school gymnasium.

We got ready First Year Styles at Dani's house: straighteners and hair dryers; eyeliner and lipstick dotted every tabletop, while tights, alternate pairs of shoes, and hair accessories littered the floor.

Curls, hair fasinators (sp?), and pearls were the piece de resistance...we were all fully adorned.

Twas a nice way to start the evening, especially since it started so early. Grandma I really like an early evening: helps with the early rising. Sigh. Pushing thirty AND working full time sometimes takes its toll on me.

Anyhoo, here we are on the train. The Blue Beast has definitely seen better days. She needs to be replaced SOON. First few are blurry only because we were on a moving vehicle. They get better.

Enjoy the ride of prohibition...

The menu. The girls opted for whiskey, while I stuck with vodka and champagne in a little doozy called, "The Gatsby". I'll take it! All drinks were served in tea cups to fit the theme. It was very well done.

And this begins the photoshoot of Jocelyn and I. It didn't stop for some time.












Train surprises...

After thoughts and deep, meaningful discussions...

This couple was in LOVE with our Canadian accents. They even pinpointed that we WERE from the Great White North. I just love the English at times.

And that classic face I make at the end of a night when I'm just about ready for bed, teetering between wake, sleep, drunk, and trepedatious about the day ahead. For me, it was taking 40 kids to an amusement park. Oh dear. Good thing I only had two "The Gatsby"s...

...or was it three?