This is what I wore to the first day of the National Irish Feis on Saturday.
I felt like a fish out of water.
In the hall it was as though I had stepped on to the set of Gig, there were curly wigs everywhere, stiff, bright coloured sequined dresses all over the place and repetitive music screaming out over the sound system; outside young Irish people spoke in what sounded like rhymes to each other as they watched teams kick, pass, bounce balls in a way I hadn't seen before, they swore & exchanged mocking comments. I felt my ancestors laughing at me as I wandered around unable to find a place to swim, but in the hall I found the water I was looking for; the oratory.
This dress from the stash comes from a chain store, can't remember which one. It's got beautiful butterfly wings on it and I love the colours. It's much better with a cardy and I hate the cowl neck, so nineties. I usually wear it over pants but that would be breaking the self-imposed rules of this challenge. I look so blissed out in this picture, it was the start of the long weekend and I knew that it would be one of adventures. This was the calm before the storm...
Did you compete??
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