I suppose you’re asking “why haven’t you got a ball gown hanging in your wardrobe already, stylist Mel!?" Well that’s a good question and the answer is - "I’ve never needed one before, that’s why." But, if I did happen to own one, there’s a high possibility that it would be black and the dress code for the Ball did not include black - it was strictly blue, white and/or sequins.
In desperation I bought a sequin dress from H&M but I wasn't totally happy with it as it wasn't really ‘ball-y’ enough, more cocktail - and I wanted long and elegant.
Then I remembered a very glamorous and elegant singer friend of mine, Gemma Samuels who has lots of dresses for her many events and is the same dress size as me - so I asked her if she’d lend me one for an evening.
I arrived at her house to see a blue sequin dress (yes!) along with lots of other gorgeous dresses and her even more gorgeous toddler. (Those within 2 miles of Hemel Hempstead may have mistaken my clanging, broody ovaries for church bells. Too much information…?).
From thinking I was going to be spoilt for choice on the dress front, my hopes were soon dashed. We encountered a problem. I knew that my bra size had changed since having my son but never before had it really affected my outfit choices. Now, before you conjure up images of me trying to squeeze my heaving, ample bosom into my friend’s dresses, STOP! Though, if you don’t mind, I quite like the thought of having boobs, so I might hold onto that thought for a tad longer! The issue was not my boobs, it was my ribs. Which, as problems go, is quite unsexy, don’t you think?
Anyway....there was a happy ending and here it is.
To be on the safe side, Mr. B. and I had a ‘dress rehearsal’ a couple of days before the event and though it was hard for him to do up, he could do it. Phew!
But it wasn’t totally without drama on the night. Getting home from work and having to be at the Ball for 6.30pm was all a bit of a rush. 15 minutes before the cab was due, Mr.B was still shaving and barely wearing a towel, much less a suit - and I was undone! So, I made like an Aussie soap, trotted across the front lawn and knocked on my good neighbour’s door for urgent wardrobe assistance – which she willingly gave and succeeded in.
The carriage got us there on time, the charity Snow Ball was a roaring success (raising over £13,000) and the pumpkin on the way home was surprisingly comfy.
Here are some more pictures of the evening courtesy of Mr. B.
- Have a go-to dress in your wardrobe that you feel good in
- Or have a go-to same size friend who’ll lend you one
- Have a jolly nice neighbour to zip you up
- Or do like Dolly Parton and have some ribs removed (actually, don’t!)
- Keep an eye on what's in TK Maxx as they can be good for designer bargain ball gowns
- Or hire a dress instead - check yell.com for those local to you
- Make sure you own a pair of glass slippers that go with your frock
- Or order a pair of Ajvani sandals from Amazon. They come in 22 different colours and I have to say, are VERY comfy for dancing in!
- But most importantly, have a bloomin’ nice time and a few drinks - everyone looks & feels better after a glass of fizzy!