BLACK AND WHITE AND MASKED ALL OVER

Salud, Kids!

When you are on a vessel such as the Queen Victoria, you must be glam. Cunard is classy!

I love the way they spell theater the fancy-pants way!

You couldn't swing a white glove without hitting a formal occasion while sailing from Fort Lauderdale toward Panama. Formal, semi-formal or classy-casual is the ticket on any of the Cunard Queens. Face it, it is just the way Queens roll and I adore it.
Gaz and I are always thrilled to our faux-sequins to take a stab at being as formal as a butler for the Queen. Any kind of queen, anywhere. Can you picture it? Excellent!
One night we were visions in black and white, waltzing to a big-band while in attendance at the Ball and White Ball. Oh, yeah. Fancy-pants to the max.

Keep your vision focused as another evening found us hiding behind masks hanging around the Masquerade Ball. Kids, it was wining and dining until the moon rose over the bow, stern or something nautical. What is it about hiding your face behind some mask that casts a mysterious veil over things? It's magic.

Don't you dare tell me it's because I didn't want to reapply makeup at such a late hour. Even if it's true.
Two delicious formal ballroom occasions just got us going, so Gaz took glam to an entirely new level when he forked over his sea pass for an extra-special box at the Royal Theatre one evening.



The private box, complete with decadent goodies, cocktails and champagne made me fabulously dizzy. Wait, maybe it was just gazing down in an attempt to locate our new best friends; the British-Brian and Mo (pictured here and looking formal and way more stylish than two zany Americans). Remember, I can call them our best friends, even if they don't know it!

Our private viewing area came complete with a lovely rope. No, not for swinging across to join those on the other side. Please! If they wanted to join us-let them swing over with their own rope!

The rope was the old-fashioned type. If I wanted anything, such as more champagne, all I had to do was tug the tasseled-satin cloth. Gads, it was as though the two of us were living in some classic film with William Powell and Myrna Loy. I never wanted to leave those seats. They insisted. Not really, it was Gaz!




Masked or wearing black and white, Cunard strives to offer up a little something for everyone. Black and White Ball, Masquerade Ball, the private box at the theatre...really, all I needed was that sash to make my evening complete. Yeah, I decided to call it a sash. I TOLD you Cunard is classy!