Dressing up to sit in the dark

My New Year's Resolution was to date my fantastic husband much more this year.  So, at 6.30pm on Saturday I started the delicate dance that is getting the gothlings to bed while getting dressed up.

At 7.15 we left the house, and our two children mostly in bed with a sensible grown up in charge.I was wearing my behaving badly shoes, a pencil skirt, purple lace body stocking and a little military jacket.  Add to this a full face of make up, carefully chosen jewellery and a very cute beaded hair band (my new favourite accessory).  I was Dita Von Teese incarnate.

Where were we going?  The cinema! and I was about to sit in the dark with my husband.  Part of me wondered why I was bothering.  Did I really need to wear stockings and high heels to go out with the man who sees me in my dressing gown every morning, where no one would see me.

ABSOLUTELY!!!!!!!!!  After 6 years of marriage, 2 children and many trials and stresses I want my darling man to know that he is still married to "a woman who cares about herself".  I want to be able to walk down the street with my head held high looking fabulous.

So for 4 hours I looked dead glam with GothDad on my arm, then I came home, took it all off and made a bottle for Bat Boy.  3 hours later I was up for the night feed in the dressing gown, but I still felt glamorous.