You shall go to the ball!

My confidence is still a bit squished so I was somewhat apprehensive about going to a ball alone. I don't really possess the right accoutrements for ball going. My hair style is not one that can be used to demonstrate making an effort, and high heels and handbags are not part of my wardrobe. But my girly let me use some of her mascara, I got to wear a necklace that's not had an outing on me before, and with encouragement from some friends I did indeed make it to the ball. I only just made it back home before the clock struck 12, not because my carriage would turn into a pumpkin, but because I have to leave tomorrow at 6.30 to travel to my charity 's AGM.
It will be fine...