Wild West Soiree
friday night i headed across the canyon in the cool fall eve to join my sister and her friends in nevada city for a big ol' wild west style bash that she's been cooking up for quite some time.
everyone showed up in kerchiefs, boots, leather, turquoise, suspenders, vests, holsters, bullets and feathers.
true hoe-down fashion.
i wore an antique black corset, silky blue feather boa, and poufy black bloomers with blue ribbons.
we slugged whiskey from flasks and stirred cocktails with a stick. there were cakes soaked in rum and shaped like cowboy boots. flags, stars, lights, and homemade saloon doors.
addie even had tinny ragtime music coming from hidden speakers so it sounded like it was playing in some haunted basement.
there's me frolicking with sasha. the dancing just couldn't quit.
four september birthday girls celebrated that night: addie, bee, andi, and kristen.
what grand old dames, a saucy brothel, a beauteous bevy!
kristen bids a welcome.
a wicked prop and bee.
art rocking his mega fringe jacket.
i loved getting to know all these nevada city ladies. they are so fine. in fact there were so many fine and fancy people to talk to, so many twirling dances to dance, so many late night rhapsodies and adventures...that i didn't go to sleep til six a.m! the time flew. i thought, damn girl. guess you still got it. (ok really i didn't think much at all at that point)
best of all was getting to hang out with my sis. the two of us had the bright idea to go on a moonlit hike at some point in the wee hours down to the creek down the hill from her house. that path was a little steep for me and i tumbled over the edge! laughing it off with every heft back up through the brambles. ooooddellllally!!
rip roaring my way in to the new season.
(many of these photos c/o my new friend jessica, source here)