The look on my husband's face when I tried it on was all I needed to throw all responsibility out the window. It was their last one, it fit like a glove, the ruched sleeves concealed my winter white arms, and I had to act fast (Lilly was about to hit meltdown mode).
Poor sequin skirt. She really is fabulous. Maybe I'll wear her on a ladies night out or Valentines day.
Now, if only I could find a feather stole...
Because New Year's Eve is the night of all nights to go big. And dramatic.