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CONFESSION: Yesterday was the St. George Spirits (makers of the delicious Hangar One infused vodkas) Open House Holiday Party in Alameda, CA. The theme was Cheesy Prom and folks were out in all their awesome 80s glory. Since I was there working and wasn’t sure about how dressed up folks would get, I played it safe with this outfit, since it felt like a nice, balanced Pretty In Punk sort of getup, especially with the cheeky animal print tights. The Building A Mystery dress is from modcloth.com, as well as the super fierce Full Throttle heels.

Not so safe was the decision to wear these shoes out for the first time to an event where I knew I’d be on my feet for six hours straight, but surprisingly I had no discomfort with them at all! Phew. It was a perfect choice, and I can’t even begin to describe how gorgeous the old hangar is. All of the beautiful machinery and stacks and stacks of crates of alcohol, with an incredible view of the SF Bay and the city itself, plus all that wonderful natural light coming in through rows and rows of windows all around.

The main cocktail tastings were all named after classic 80s movies – Some Kind Of Wonderful, Pretty In Pink, Risky Business – and the plethora of appetizers being served were amazing, especially the Mexican nibbles from El Huarache Loco, chocolates from Rechiutti Confections and last but not least, the single malt sweet potato pies, which M merrily ate for breakfast this morning. (We slept in until 1PM and watched Breakfast At Tiffany’s over coffee and leftover nibbles from the party, having induced the most crippling food coma ever after an incredibly filling dinner at Emmy’s Spaghetti Shack in Bernal Heights.)

Thank heavens we only have a 2-day week this week! Hope y’all had lovely weekends. XOXO!

When: Friday, February 6th, 2009.

What: James Jeans, black turtleneck sweater by Dolce Vita, vintage cropped wool coat with ruffled collar. Striped scarf by FCUK, boots by H&M.

Confession: Since this morning’s exchange with a friend is AMAZING, I am sharing it. She has Sunday reservations at an extremely fancy restaurant in the wine country, where people wait years and years to get reservations. She needed a suitable necktie. I needed donuts. Enjoy!

Friend: i’m watching all movies i can with the french on now. it’s ridiculous.je m’appelle jaque sparrow!9:41 AM me: BRING US DONUTS! Did that work? Why are you doing that? Also, you have boots. Friend: it might. would you loan me a tie for sunday? me: DORK.9:42 AM Absolutely. I have a mighty special vintage Yves Saint Laurent. Friend: wow me: M has knives and guns. There are many more to choose from.Friend: what kind of donuts do you want?are donuts as hard to find as pixy sticks?me: French Cruellers – chocolate, if they’re there, or just two sugary ones and one each of maple and chocolate.No, two maple.9:43 AMNo chocolate. Og th eplain. No!They are easier.There is a donut place on Lala Ave. Friend: where on Lala? oh, and the stationary place is totally closed.me: Between Peet’s and the Laundromat. OH NOES!WHY DID THEY TAKE THEIR SIGNS DOWN?!That is so sad.Man.9:44 AM Friend: maybe they sold them. me: You are rad. Friend: i have filthy unwashed hair. i will need to feed a dog, put on pants, procure pastries. me: So, I’m not wearing a bra and look like a slob and have no makeup on.Yes and yes and yes.Friend: fine, then we’ll all be hobos.me: GREAT!Spectacular. Friend: okay then, see you in a bit. me: YAH! You are Lord. See you!

Yes, I spelled cruller wrong and yes, she arrived with a half dozen assortment of perfect deliciousness. No crullers, though. They were all out. Maybe I swabbed a little lip balm and mascara on before she got there; it was the kind thing to do, really. Even hobos deserve to feel pretty. I did not, however, put a bra on.