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Friday, 25 February 2005 | Wedding savoir-faire

My foray into classy women's footwear went okay, except for one instance when I was walking backward and one of my dainty/girly shoes fell off (while trying to photograph people who were walking toward me, which rarely works out very well). However, despite my careful preparation and honest effort to blend in as someone who knows how to dress at weddings, I didn't score the full 100 points. (78, maybe?)

When I left the hotel, my hair was still damp, I'd neglected to even out my fingernails, I'd attached my dress to my bra with safety pins in order to hold it up at a respectable height, and I completely forgot to bring a handbag to carry in place of my bulky messenger bag, so instead I dragged my things around in a black nylon sack. The rest was perfect, though, I swear.

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