How do ya like the big man's silvery pinstriped cowboy shirt? And my $25 "vintage" dress?
Here's me being sassy then laughing about it.
Here we are on the red carpet! (You can't even tell how tired I was feeling! Thanks, make up!)
This is me having my picture taken "with" Alanis.
Yep, that's our height difference, with me in huge heeled boots...
Official photographer picture, which I will eventually pay for and get it for real without the watermark.
Y'know, I'm pretty sure that scarf was even when I left the hotel. Can't take me anywhere. And yes, I was wearing fuzzy mitts. I had a toque in my bag too, just in case some idiot decided to take the carpet outdoors.
It was a fun-stressful weekend. Jethro didn't win the Juno but we are totally okay with that because any one of those 5 guys could have taken it and we'd have been happy. We got to hang with our kids (Bucky would rather not have his picture up on this site though, so you'll just have to imagine how cool the kids looked.) I survived! It's now Friday, a full week later, and I still have not recovered, but I made it through. And had a good time. I did not fall over. I did not fall asleep in my french fries after the concert. I didn't go to any parties - I sent my daughter instead. Turns out she's good at schmoozing too. The future is bright.
We got home on Monday to a barnyard full of stink and tumbleweeds of horsehair. Home sweet home!