That LBD

Hubby complained that I don’t dress-up anymore when we go out. Well, I have a strong excuse.
Last-last-last time when we go out, it was called a date. Now when we go out, it is called a "crowd". Of course we always have Samuel with us now : )

Once in a blue moon, I do dress-up just for the fun of it or if the occasion called for it. Last Saturday dinner at Friday’s was one such occasion.
I put on that LBD; it's a bareback piece made with jersey-like fabrics and with a errr… generously high slit at one side. (No LBD photos to share, banned la. So use your imagination la)

I spent half of the dinner time sitting on the table; nicely and graciously. I almost felt like a lady…..
until our Darling decided to wander around the restaurant.
You see, he walks very fast so we have to walk as fast too to catch up with him. When he sees something he fancies, he will ask us to carry him up high so that he can have a better view of his muse.

The second half of the night saw us taking turns walking and carrying our boy and lets just say I was not dressed up for it.
So how?
Luckily I have a habit of bringing a shawl along whenever I wear a cocktail dress out. Whether I will use the shawl later or not is another story.
So yeah, the shawl saved the night. I wrapped the shawl around and ahem! those peekaboos were covered up.

And that LBD is nicely folded at the corner of my wardrobenow. Back to where she belongs. : (