5th Ave Fun

A couple weekends ago I went to Fashion's Night Out.  It is totally not my scene.  Everyone there had a couple feet on me and I had to stop myself from offering a granola bar to every model I saw - aren't you hungry?  I know nothing about fashion or clothing lines, celebrities or brand names.

So I felt out of place to be sure, but then I hooked up with my good friends from church and we had a blast!  Fashion's Night Out is a spectacle to be sure - but of all the things to see, I had the best time at Tiffany.

Who doesn't love the sight of those little bags?

And the models were all dressed as Audrey Hepburn.  And I loved them.

And then the Audreys had a dance party for the cameras - it was very endearing to watch.

Then all my friends jumped in too.  I loved that even more. (Look at those party girls!)

At some point they convinced me to join them.

Thank your lucky stars there was no one left to photograph that.

I was channeling my inner Elaine - totally unaware of the cameras that rolled.

I felt embarrassed for days, but it was still fun.

A Tiffany representative asked if I wanted to be styled.

She really needn't have asked - of course I want to try on expensive jewelry!

You had no idea that styling was such a serious business - well it is, as you can see.

See what I mean about the height issue?  And I even picked the shortest model to stand by.

I took this photo for my Grandma.  She loves dragonflies and I wish I could buy this for her.

OK, so Grandma doesn't read my blog, but if she ever does she'll know I was thinking of her as I strolled through Tiffany.

The Prada store was decked out to look like a park - turf and all.

Debi made a friend, she always does.

This (below) is a real, breathing man-nequin.  Freaky right?  I told you it was a spectacle.

See you next year, Fashion Night - I'm bringing my A-game.