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High Rollin'

Since Matt worked remotely for old company (read: in his jammies in the basement) We missed a lot of the whole "corporate" life thing. Part of that is good. Matt got way more done out of the office without all the meetings and politics. Part of it was sad, we missed all the celebrations, which at old company were few and far between. Apparently, they like to party at new company.

Matt had told me weeks ago that there was a Christmas party that we had reservations for. He mentioned he thought it might be a big deal. I started planning some cute slacks and tops I had on hand. Three days before the party, he sheepishly informed me that it was a black tie event. Awesome. Nothing like being several month pregnant and having to look good in a dress. I told him I was wearing strategically placed bows.

I ended up finding a cute dress that fit both over the bump and bust, without either spilling out. Matt had his 3 piece pin stripe suit cleaned and pressed. We call up the baby sitter and headed out for a night on the town. And what a night it was.

Open bars, table after table of amazing food like prime rib, a whole roast pig, and oysters. And that was just the cocktail hour. We were then moved into the ball room for dancing and dinner of salmon or steak, salad, more drinks and palate clenseres. And just when you think you couldn't eat another bite, another room full of tables of desserts. Ice cream, cotton candy, chocolate fountains, dessert shots, oh my.

The night was a lot of fun. It isn't often we get all dolled up and hang with grown ups all evening. Alright, it is often FOR ME! It was fun that our friends were sitting at the same table as us and that everyone was dancing. If you have never seen a room full of Korean execs dancing to pop music you haven't lived.

My friend Amy and I, so nice that they were at our table!
Our buddy Brian, often found on Sunday evenings on our couch watching football and eating snacks with Matt. Who knew he cleaned up so well?
Matt and I. He looked so handsome in his suit. I might make him take me out to fancy places more often just to see him looking so dapper.

Comments

Kari Marie said…
Hands down - best I've ever seen your hair. That looks so amazing and so chic. Meow!!!
Sarah said…
I was just thinking the same thing!!!

You both look great. How fun!
stephaniejwood said…
Ditto. Looking lovely sis...
Ditto x3. :)
You guys look great and it looks like a fabulous evening!
NLWilliams said…
Gretchen.
you look amazing.
good work.
:)

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