Words of Wisdom

Youth is wasted on the young.

Tuesday 15 May 2007

Dare Not to Care

We've just got back from a Dare Hair experience which left me feeling............old maybe?............out of it? definitely! The night was a networking fest, bring a non-client friend etc etc. Romance meets Futuristic. Fashion by Xile. Food by Melts. Sponsored by Platinum Travel: Villas in Tuscany. I/we soooooooooo did not belong there :-D

Firstly there was the noise. I can't do networking to noise anymore. Maybe I never could? Maybe I just thought I did and that's why I had so many superficial relationships and unhappy affairs in my youth.

Then there was the clientèle. Immaculately dressed, hair coiffed to within a inch of their lives, champagne glasses poised, pointy toed boots and heavy gold chains in abundance. Oh, and a lot of leggings under short baby doll T shirt dresses (what is THAT about???).

Then there was the parade. Firstly I have never seen more bedraggled, dull, dry looking hair! And I suspect it took hours to get it to look like that. The men looked like they were wearing plastic wigs (oh, spiky hair gel is out now btw) and the girls looked as if they had had a great "up-do" and then slept in it. And don't even start me on the clothes. Now, Baby Angel would say that is just jealousy because I can't wear clothes like that anymore (I am rivalling my Other Half for belly nowadays) but I protest. Not even skinny people can make gold foil cloth bomber jackets look anything other than tacky. I thought I was back at Jules nightclub in 1977.

But the thing I said to my Baby Angel was how superficial it all seemed. I mean, here I am stressing about how to get kids to understand lowest common denominator and these people are working themselves into a lather over vol au vents and 'who's who'. I am afraid I am no good to Other Half as a networking tool. I can no more talk to people with whom I have nothing in common than I could in 1980 when, at 19, I was told to go out and 'talk to people that matter if you want to be an actress'.

Baby Angel, with typical perception, was keen to leave as soon as possible after the parade even though in her baby doll T shirt dress over a Tshirt with gold thongs on, she looked far more at home in the joint than I did!!!!

Ciao from a distinctly unfashionable Arizaphale!!

PS: Other Half was left to network and is STILL not home!!!!!
Hope he gets some business out of it!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

yeah I still feel like a nit wit "networking"- or "small talking"- why should i talk rubbish to people i don't care about and don't care about me? booooooorrrrrrrrrrrrringggggggggg