Caring for Formal Wear
When Matt and I first got married, we lived in a garage apartment on an estate in Irving Park in Greensboro. The owner of the home owned the company that Matt worked for, and she treated us like part of the family, so when a formal event, gala, or ball came around, we received an invitation. Oh, how I loved attending those events because they were filled with delicious food, bubbly champagne, and lots of dancing. But the biggest reason I loved them was because during the five years we lived there, I accumulated several lovely cocktail dresses and ball gowns for black tie events.