I went out for a night at the races. It wasn’t the kind of night where you dress up to the nines and wear a crazy fascinator though, more of a mellow, formal evening of food and drink and betting. I have to say, I’ve never placed a bet on a horse before, so it was pretty exciting. Also it was all you can eat and drink, so it was even more exciting for me. Two helpings of dessert? Hell yes!
It turned out I was probably the most formally dressed woman there, but I was fine with it. It was nice to get dressed up and have a fun night.
What do you think about it: better to be overdressed or underdressed?
Looks like I’m a bit of a gambler! I did have some luck! Nothing to write home about though. Mostly I judged the horses by the hilarity of their names. No Potato was probably my favourite name, along with Thunderbird Tara, who I obviously had to bet on, having my name! Unfortunately Thunderbird Tara came last in her race.