Cinderella didn’t know the half of it.
I do Scottish Country dancing and we do actually, really, truly, have balls. Where we dance. And eat good food (not necessarily haggis). I went to one last year in my hometown, and apparently there’s one in Seoul every year too. I am attempting as part of another goal to hem one of the many gowns I’ve bought or made but not been able to wear (oh, the joys of being short). At any rate, this will be done when there are pictures up on the blog of a ball program from these 1001 days.
Progress: a lot of half-finished gowns and a pair of worn-through dancing slippers.