New Year’s Eve is a night for fabulousness and sparkles. Of cute dresses and even cuter shoes. Add a six month pregnant with twins belly and six inches of snow, and it suddenly becomes something entirely different. Figuring this was my last New Year’s Eve out in the world for a while, the husband and I decided to go to dinner and then meet up with friends for a fabulous little Moulin Rouge soiree at a vintage movie theater. It perfectly combined going out, cocktails (for those who could drink) and a minimal crowd so as to avoid being bumped into (or bumping into people) with my baby bump. My clothing was all set, courtesy of my older sister, who gave me a bunch of maternity clothes, including one fabulous little black dress she wore to our cousin’s wedding. A sparkly necklace and the right shoes and it would be perfect. The problem was really finding the right shoes. The snow that was slowly falling all day assured me I didn’t want to skip nylons and go for open toe...
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