A day at the races...

This weekend saw my first venture into horse racing at Royal Ascot.I had been looking forward to it for weeks and had my outfit carefully planned so you can imagine my dismay when I opened the blinds on Saturday to find it literally pissing down.It was then all hands on deck to find me a new outfit that would withstand the rain and the cold and yet still make me look ok and sort of dressed up.In the end I went for an old faithful black and white Oasis dress with a black blazer and huge white corsage. I do have to admit though that my lower half was incased in tights and white pumps from Primark...not the classiest of looks but hey-ho.So off we set...mini bottles of fizzy wine in hand.The first thing I noticed about Ascot is the amount of effort the women go to....it is bloody amazing but did make me feel a bit like a tramp for not wearing skyscraper heels, a huge fascinator and for not having amazing hair and make-up that seemed to last all day (I need to find out how and where these women do this!!).After having a good nosy around I found my outfit of the day...

She looked fabulous and totally different from most people there which is what drew me to her....totally gorgeous.After I had had a fashion round up I managed to drink my body weight in wine and win £76....so all in all a good day.I will definitely be going next year but will be armed with non moving hair, smudge free make-up, high heels and a fascinator the size of the sun....afterall if you can't beat 'em...join 'em!!

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