What a great day yesterday, as Barack Obama was sworn in as Pres number 44. I watched the ceremony over my morning cuppa, streaming over the BBC website – complete with some of the daftest commentary I’ve heard. After work, we took Chippy over to Vashon to an Inauguration Ball.
Karen dusted off her genuine prom dress from the mid-80s and I clambered into my old DJ and a (just about) matching vintage dress shirt – we felt ever so glamorous, until we started dancing at least.
Trika was our partner in crime, of course, as was Stephen Bean (above) and his charming sister Sarah. Trika’s good mates Jesse and Rebekah also came along, with some fine speakeasy 1920s style.
Then it was a mad rush through peasouper fog to catch the last ferry home – just made it!
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