Kitchen party

As I arrived back at the guesthouse this woman was on the steps in this roaring pink number. This is the second photo as she wanted to display the dress and its fronds (waves? rivulets?) in their full glory. She was urging me to post the picture online, but I’m not sure blipfoto was the platform she had in mind.

I asked whether the dress was in honour of a birthday party. She said it was for a kitchen party. Research reveals that this is the equivalent of a hen do which is attended by female relatives and close friends.

Three hours later I’d been out for dinner and she was still there, posing for more photos in the dark by a stool.