The cocktail party had been marked on the calendar for a while. Mid-October and the promise of a balmy evening meant that I had settled on a cute summer dress.
Then something extraordinary happened.
Brisbane turned rainy and cold. In the middle of October. Madness.
I was faced with a sartorial choice.
Shop in a panic for something warm that fits the cocktail dress code. Make something in a rush. Or shop my overflowing wardrobe for something suitable. Read more