I’ve just got home from the very first (and probably last) black tie dinner I’ve ever been to.
My impression? It’s the same as any other dinner except you have to dress up in a suit and a poncy bow tie.
Maybe it’s ‘cos I don’t drink, but I seemed be having a lot less fun than other people there and didn’t feel the urge to go to the seedy night club across the road from where we had the meal.
I just feel detached and not at all part of the whole social world out there.
Oh well. Time to brush my teeth and go to bed. Maybe things will look brighter in the morning.