duties of a debutante

i have been pulling myself into multiple directions as of late. and was really looking forward to a bonfire on the beach tonight but the winds changed our plans for us. i am so tired - like dogass find me a spot in the sun to lie in tired - that i can't think, never know what i want to eat, and certainly can't sleep. it is midterms already and i am losing track of time. my plate is full and i just added on another two courses to the meal...yikes! what am i thinking when i continue to take on these projects?

so now i am planning an event...it is a black and white ball. still working on venues, menus, music, decorations, and all the details...but most definitely have this dress in mind. after all, is it not all about the dress? when it comes to formal events that provide me an opportunity to add to my collection of organza, silk, tulle, brocade, and lace floor length costumes, i am as excited as a regency character in a jane austen novel with a dance card. "why of course, mister bingley, you must throw a ball!" because janeites know that dancing is recommended to encourage affection.