The lighting wasn’t good, I didn’t have a tripod and I was struggling to balance on stilettos…. so please don’t crib about the grainy content.
And before you dismiss this shot as ‘Narcissistic’ let me tell you that this was the first time that evening I actually got to look at myself properly. Hurried off to a party that turned out to be quite stressful and meaningless (Why else do you think you find me wondering about alone all over that huge hotel?!) by my husband who believes you can have much more fun dressed in shorts than in formals and this ‘getting ready business’ is quite unnecessary, I hadn’t even had the time to set my hair or match my earrings.
Necessary details , believe me , because everyone came dressed in formals. But well, it really didn’t matter in the end.