One moment

In the underground, on our way to a Halloween party at a friend's place. I cannot tell you exactly what I was thinking right this moment, but I know that I was generally happy. You can't really see it here, as my outifit is not properly displayed, but I'm supposed to be looking like a housewife from the early 50's.
I had the apron, the dotty dress, and of course, the pearls.

I felt a mix of : the modest excitement coming from the expectations I at least very often have when I'm going to meet people, the relief of not having to study for the night and that of having finished the make-up session (which for the record was quite complicated in my eyes) and the gratefulness of being with a very good friend.