Most NYEs, we have our great friends Steen and Nicole over for some fondue and debauchery. It's very enjoyable and quite casual. And it obviates the need for a sitter. Which as you know can bankrupt you on New Year's Eve.
Mind you, were I the kind of girl who went to fancy champagne parties, this is most certainly what I'd wear:
The tuxedo top of this dress is silk, the skirt portion (to which it is attached) is wool.
In case you are wondering why I haven't posted some lovely image from the web, well, La Belette called it when she said that Club Monaco represents itself wretchedly online. Truth is, I couldn't find an online photo. I had to go to the actual store, whip out my cell phone, and shoot this for y'all.
Which, btw, they didn't like. As if I cared.