Saturday, February 1, 2020

'Twas the night before the Oscars

There was a feeling of excitement and anticipation in the parish. No, it had nothing to do with the imminent approach of Brexit at 11pm.
It was because it was the eve of A NIGHT AT THE OSCARS, a joint fundraiser for Killucan GAA, Killucan Ladies Football Club, Raharney Camogie Club and Raharney Hurling Club.

It involves various groups of locals filming a 10 minute version of well known films and programmes to be shown at  an awards ceremony. I am thrilled to have been involved in Derry Girls.

The smell of false tan was wafting over the parish. There wasn't a tin of hairspray....or even a ticket, to be got for love or money. A desperate appeal for one such ticket went out from a distraught husband who had gotten one for everyone in his family.....but had forgotten his wife! Thankfully I could come to the rescue to save his marriage/life!!!

I was under pressure as I had last minute bits and pieces to be done. One such job was to leave my hair into my hairdressers.
What?????? I hear you ask.

Yep, I can leave my hair extensions into my fabulous hairdresser Ger, the night before, and I go back the next day and she works her magic with my pre-curled hair, thus saving me precious time. She had asked me to send on a picture of the look I was going for.
Unfortunately, even she decided that this was a step too far!

While I was there I dropped the bombshell that I was on my way to my dressmakers for my final fitting. There were gasps of disbelief from the assembled ladies, who were also in mid Oscars preparation.
"Are you mad leaving it so late to collect? What if it's not right? What will you do?"
"Relax", I said. "I have absolute confidence in Nicole, my miracle dressmaker. It'll  be fabulous1"

So tune in tomorrow to see the end result!

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