This year's Google holiday party was on USS Hornet, a retired aircraft carrier turned into museum. The party tried to take the visitors back into the 1940s -- into USS Hornet glory days. But I figured it's ok to wear something even older and rocked a 1920s style. (The truth is, I thought the party was 1920s themed until after I put my 1920s outfit together. When I found out it's 1940s themed, I had a mini heart attack.)
My first impression of the ship was: "Damn, this ship is huge!". Well, until I saw the deck and realized that it looks like a medium sized parking lot. Where the hell did they land the airplanes? How could they land them on such a tiny runway?
Let me tell you a secret. The dress is not really a dress. It's a fringe top over a thin babydoll dress I got during a heat wave in Manhattan. Brad put together his outfit in about two minutes. Mine took a little longer, but it was a lot of fun, expecially because Brad's mom was helping me shop for accessories. She has a degree in fashion design, and was using some serious terminology while talking to sales people. :) The feathers are from Britex Fabrics, the head band is from Icing, and the shoes and a clutch are from where else but Zappos.
We had to enter the ship via a narrow bridge... that was spanning over a very very cold water. Not the most pleasant thing to do.
... and were welcomed by four lovely singing ladies:
The hangar area had some airplanes and hellicopters on display.
We took a tour of the ship, and discovered many bublibicious rooms and devices:
We also witnessed a 1940s dance resurrection:
There was this little station with a mini donut conveyor belt. I had to come back couple of times.
Most of the ladies would have been in trouble going on a tour of the ship in their heels. Fortunatelly, the organizers provided some flats. They were thin and offered no insulation between the cold floor and my feet, but they probably saved me from falling off a ladder. For the rest of the evening, I strutted in my cute new gold princess shoes:
The area around the ship is pretty gnarly. What can I say, I'm in love. Bill and I have to come back one of the warm October nights and do some long exposures.
When we got home, a little bublibicious furrus was waiting for us. The furrus is not visiting very often (joint custody), but when she does, we love to spend every minute with her. We noticed that she matched my outfit and included her in the photo.
Brad was making lound complaints while using my pro SLR camera for the first time. He pointed out that the interaction design of a single focus point setting is horrible. But after some tweaks and instructions, he took pretty decent shots of me (which I'm super stoked about because nobody takes pictures of me... ever).
I had some fun with Adobe Lightroom last night, trying to come up with few new color effects. Unless you need to swap eyes and heads, Lightroom is plenty powerful and you don't need the whole Photoshop Creative Suite.
The wig left some temporary dents on my forehead, but what stays are some fun 1920s photos to show our grandchildren (and I'm pretty sure there will be another 1920s party I can reuse the dress at).