I recently attended my friend’s charity event. She held a “masked ball” themed party to raise money for the local zoo at her Over the Mountain home in Birmingham, AL. The dress code was black tie. Men were asked to wear animal masks and women were asked to wear animal print evening gowns. My friend was honored to host a fundraiser to celebrate her love of animals and to honor the benefactor of the night. We enjoyed going to the zoo as children and, as adults, we often take our families to the zoo. We both support their conservation efforts as well.
My friend called me earlier in the evening on the day of and told me she needed help setting up for the party. So, I arrived ahead of the other guests to help with setting up the wine and Hors d’oevres. We greeted each other and headed to the kitchen to start preparing the food. I was chilling the wine when I heard a loud buzzing noise. I looked out the large window and saw a lawn crew cutting the yard. I watched them work for a while and noticed that no detail was overlooked- the yard was perfectly edged and the driveway was 
blown-off. I was very impressed with their work and asked for my friend for the landscaping company’s business card. She handed me the card, and I saw where they had their website listed: http://mountainbrooklandscaping.com/. I was amazed at how quickly and efficiently Mountain Brook Landscaping worked to clean the yard. The lawn maintenance crew finished cutting the yard, and my friend and I offered them water to drink as the hot sun was setting. The landscaping company thanked us and told my friend they would return next week per their arranged schedule. They also kindly told us to enjoy our fundraiser.
brainstorming ideas for her next presentation. And, as an assignment, she sent me to New York. She wanted inspiration for her Fall/ Winter 2016 dress collection and thought the Met Gala in New York City, New York would serve as the perfect starting point.
Where did this all start. Well since human existence came into being I suppose. We can surmise that as long as there is a human longing to be more, we adorned ourselves with the little extras to make us “more”
Who knew a long flowing piece of fabric could transform the human frame of a woman to such a degree. An otherwise quaintly woman will simply feel the estrogen flow at a faster pace. I am woman hear me roar is playing in the her mind’s ear. Who could blame her for the rush of power. The dress long and wispy extras extinuate the movement of not only the dress but also of the flesh.