Last night we attended a wedding of some very good and old friends. It was lovely. Being a blue collar Chicago girl, I constantly find myself out of my element when it comes to these ritzy east coast affairs. So I hit Macy’s in search of a pretty dress yesterday afternoon, and I struck the jackpot! Check out this silver number…it was such a cool dress. And my arm candy was pretty sweet too.
The band for this Jersey wedding was incredible. One of the more interesting highlights from the evening was during the 2nd song they played. It was “Lady Marmelade.” The lead singer, an incredibly talented woman, came onto the dance floor with the wireless mic. And as the very last sentence of the song approached, she stuck the mic right in front of my mouth. It was one of those “do or die” kind of moments. I’m not really one to sing in public, but I just took a deep breath and belted out, “Free your lady marmalade.” But I sang it in this crazy dramatic voice, kinda pretend Christina Aguilera. The whole crowd stopped and stared at me. It was hilarious.