Etiquette · Fashion

Cinderella Goes to the Ball


Okay, I’m not Cinderella, but I do love to get dressed up and go dancing and have a night out every so often.  Doesn’t every girl have an inner Cinderella?  The shoes, the dress, the wrap, the bag, the hair, nails and makeup?  Let’s not forget the jewels!  So you are ready for the big night but there is one ingredient missing, Prince Charming.  So Cinderella went to the ball unescorted what’s holding back an independent, modern woman of today?  Absolutely nothing!  Go have fun, enjoy a great dinner and good friends, a great band and tons of dressing.  Oh, did I mention a fabulous pair of shoes!

Going to such an event is something of a treat.  You want the perfect dress and shoes and accessories.  The bill for a night out can begin to add up.  My trick is to invest in accessories that I can use again and again and find a relatively inexpensive dress.  I have two pair of dress shoes, the Carrie Manolos in black and a par of jimmy Choos in pearl.   They  are neutral and go with almost any dress.  They are my investment but  they get pulled out for every formal event.  For my evening bag, I scoured eBay and my Mom’s closet.  She has some great evening clothes.  I even discovered this amazing black cocktail dress from the 60’s that is now in my closet (don’t tell!).  On eBay I scored a beautiful black Judith Leiber bag that I’ve used again and again.  I also keep an eye out for costume jewelry pieces that can make a simple dress pop.  Two years ago, I received complement after complement on a “bubble” necklace of large clear glass beads.  Worn with a simple black gown and diamond earrings, the outfit was a hit.

Uber replaced the pumpkin coach and off to the ball I went for a ton of fun.  Hey, once a year it is fun to play Cinderella and maybe my Prince Charming will eventually show up.




Etiquette · Family · Travel

Language please . . .




Language is powerful. The right word at the right time can cheer you up, encourage you and simply make your day. The reverse is also true.

Growing up my parents make it quite clear that the use of coarse language was unacceptable. Ever the Daddy’s girl I never wanted to see the disapproval on his face that would come with the use of language he characterized as unladylike. My BFF’s mother describes curse words as evidence of a limited and uncreative vocabulary and upon witnessing the use of coarse words would immediately request a list of ten socially acceptable synonyms.

I was reminded of this in a recent encounter with a highly successful gentleman (I am being kind here) in a social setting. This gentleman was quite handsome and successful possessing all the qualities that should make him attractive to any woman in the room. That is until he opened his mouth. Every other word was the f-bomb. His language had the immediate effect of turning Prince Charming into a toad.

Language is a beautiful thing. Your vocabulary and the way you expresses yourself is a window into who you are. It is the way to let your creative genius shine, to broadcast that you are interesting and have something unique to contribute. Language is the path to meeting new people and exploring new relationships. It opens us up to something and someone new.

The constant use of a the f-bomb, that in the correct circumstances might be powerful, rendered the word powerless and the speaker boring. Instead of charming his way into the group his language had the impact of kryptonite on Superman repelling those who might have found him interesting.

As I walked away from Prince Charming, I found myself smiling and thinking – ten socially acceptable synonyms please.