We recently attended a masked ball as a charity fund raiser. I donned my mums royal blue, bead encrusted ball gown that she owned in the 70's. It has massive, intruding shoulder pads, and was originally long. I had it tailored to be a little more abbreviated. I 'beehived' my hair (is that a verb?)- it took hours. Jamie hid a wrapped up rolo in between the hairspray and the teased nest, and ate it around midnight.
