Friday, September 19, 2008
Every year, the company I work for throws (what I think is) the most kick-ass party all year. It’s called the Best of Baltimore party. Over a thousand people are milling around and the people-watching is pure insanity. People show up wearing everything from ballgowns to…well…nothing. (One year, a guy showed up in sneakers, a bow tie and nothing else. NOT CHIC.)
It was a GORGEOUS night in the city and we were right on the water. I got to break out my ALDO shoes and my lame’ leggings for the first time, and they were a huge hit.
The comments I got on the leggings were hysterical.
“You look like a wet, baby seal!”
“Your tights are neat-o.”
“These make a FABULOUS noise!” (said by my drunk friend as she was repeatedly slapping me all night)
The party had some crazy shit going on - everything from a stilt-walker (who looked remarkably like a clown...so much so that I was running from it) to a roaming band of kazoo players. Good times, good times.
And some of my crazy fashionable friends: