How frickin hard can it be to choose an outfit for an evening spent in the dark?! Having spent the past forty minutes changing tops and alternating dresses I eventually settled on my trusty dungaree dress paired with an off-the-shoulder striped top and a Tori Amos necklace from a concert way back when.
Isn’t it weird how we plan to put the effort in and to look a little different for that ‘special night’ yet we end up straightening our hair into the same style and turning to the ‘safer’ clothing options? I fully intended to go out tonight with a head full of curls wearing something a little different, a little kooky perhaps but nerves got the better of me.
I may well be in my thirties and slightly more at ease with my body these days but that being said I am also far less inclined to ‘give a damn’ about the clothes that I choose to wear, these days I tend to favour comfort over style which isn’t entirely adventurous or outgoing but is certainly practical as a parent.
Tonight is of the course the night that Paul and I are off down to Manchester to watch Tori Amos play live at The Palace Theatre, a venue which up until now I have never been to nor have a clue where it is but hopefully sat nav will do its job and we should get there in one piece.
I am so excited its unreal! I have been listening to her albums back to back ever since I was seven years old and although I’ve seen her play live countless times (thirteen or fourteen times perhaps?) I am still just as revved up as I first was when I saw her play in the York Barbican Centre back in 1994. Since then I’ve always tended to watch her at the Manchester Apollo but not this time so it seems. I guess with a new venue comes a whole new experience which I am sure I will blog upon shortly.
Until then I have countless chores to work through before my Mother comes over to look after my little ones, I also have a food shop to get done which will no doubt be fruitless as I’m fairly certain that the kids will be spoilt with a chippy tea and why not given that their Grandparents will be in charge?
Until then I must quash the nerves, settle the excitement and crack on with my day whilst of course singing along to countless Tori tunes before our big night ahead.
