I'm not one for wearing dresses, but I will do so on occassion. I don't dislike dresses, but I don't have occassion to wear them much which means my closet is rather limited. Also, there's the fact that I hate pantyhose with a passion. It's beyond me how such a flimsy little thing can make you feel like you're walking sideways.
Keep this in mind when you next hear the quote "You can dress her up but you can't take her anywhere." For me, the quote goes "You can dress her up, but you can't take her anywhere where there are balloons."
It doesn't matter how classy the event may be. If there are balloons present, they are destined to become the crown of the High Priestess of Balloonia. My inner priestess strains against decorum. She cannot resist the call of her loyal subjects.
And so the first Christmas party of the season found me wrapping balloons around my ears in 'Micky Mouse' fashion.
People that know me fully expect me to wear balloons before the evening ends. People that witness the crowning of the high priestess for the first time tend to laugh. But before long, they too find their inner priestess longing for release.
I'm sure the first thought of many was "Wow, is she drunk." but if you know anything about me, alcohol is not a requirement for silliness. After paving the way to silly Balloonia, a few people decided to be adventurous and take a trip to this magic kingdom.
Towards the end of the evening, I heard, "Look! You started a trend." Looking towards the dance floor I noticed many balloons joyfully bobbing about attached to dancer's ears.