L'aventure américaine

Vacations suit me, I believe. I am having a wonderful time playing in the snow and taking my OWN snow days, since I haven't been lucky enough to have any in Phoenix yet. I have had a wonderful time with friends and family, hiked, babysat, and skied! My first day of skiing was at Molas Pass as seen in this picture. Clay, Shirena and I hiked up to one of those rocky outcroppings and skied down. Er, they skied down. I panicked, skied horizontally, yelled at myself repeatedly for being such a wimp, and tumbled/skied down the mountain. My skiing day in Crested Butte was a little better and I plan to continue my solid mediocrity as a skier tomorrow in Vail. Bring on the snow!

I think that it's eyeliner karma that led me to this weekend's Honor Ball to benefit Scottsdale Healthcare. It was an invitation from The Good Doctor that allowed me to experience my first black-tie affair since prom. And at this event, there was an open bar and better food. Also a lot less crying in the bathroom (that I could see) and a lot more schmoozing. The evening was a great one though because I got to wear my newest love... a vintage Ceil Chapman dress circa 1950. It was a mad-dash to get ready for this event in three days and I had at least two melt-downs in the Scottsdale Fashion Mall due to shopping fatigue. However, I could have stayed at the vintage dress store for hours and I loved how the staff and the customers gave me their opinions on whichever dressing I was trying on (i.e. "Too tight... too short... Not enough 'pop'... Perfect"). As soon as I tried it on, I had a feeling that this was the dress I would go home with because I love