When I was five years old I was in a spring/summer fashion show and walked the runway in a rainbow striped romper with pink ties at the shoulder. In high school I walked the runway twice in prom gowns despite the fact that I never went to prom. Now I just sit in the audience of fashion shows and marvel at the fabulousness. So of course I couldn’t pass up Cheeky’s Real People of Style fashion show, which came with a plus one. Runway fashion shows and shopping. I asked my husband if he wanted to go with, and he agreed because I “always get dragged to stuff” by him. I told him to justify it however he wanted, and we’d have fun. Then I asked the wrong question. “Have you ever been to a fashion show?” “Oh sure,” he answered. “They use to have ‘fashion shows’ at this bar my dad hung out in. The servers would wear lingerie, and I’d stop in and get a coke and change from him to play at the arcade. Pretty sure you could get a lap dance for a fin.” Um...
Shoes, fashion, kids, work and snark.