Saturday, March 18, 2006

I just got home from a party at the house I first looked at. It's a "newly remodeled" party, showing everyone the house. It is really well done and looks gorgeous. If it wasn't dangerously close to Moss Side (bad area) I'd probably be moving in there.

The party dress was "posh evening wear". And, just so you all don't think I'm modest or anything, I must say that I look great. I'm wearing a new dress that I bought from Esprit just before I left. It's navy blue and strapless, knee length, and close to the bottom it kind of ruffels out a bit. Around the waist is a white and blue polka dotted tie out of silk. The truly impressive thing about it, though, is my accesorizing. White shall, white shoes, white purse, and silver earings. All of which took forever to find, I might add. And to top it all off my hair looks awesome.

I had a fantastic time. Everyone was a bit older than me, but they'd never know that. When I went into the kitchen a person said "I've heard about you, you're from Canada? And you're a martial arts master as well?" He then preceded to make fun of the way I say 'about'. Apparently news about me is getting around - and that to me is very odd.

So here I am, full of wine and chocolate. Of course, by "full of wine" I mean I had one glass. The noteworthy thing, though, is that I finished the glass and actually enjoyed it. I've never come close to liking the taste of wine. It must be Britain.

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