Last month's social events calendar featured the annual Veuve Clicquot Masters Polo. One of let's say 6 events that I pursue passionately each year. This year's attendance however was last minute dot com. So what does one possibly do when tickets to the lush affair land in your lap the night before? Guys, panic mechanic followed by a stroke of creative intellect. I dabble in design by the way, just in case you didn't know. So spoiler alert, this here dress was my own creation. A creamy champagne slip dress, with a sensual knot detail that gave just enough way to a thigh high slit. For the feet, the subtle edge of transparent mules cleaned it all up and I guess I was content with the outcome. Not that I had much choice, but I'll take some credit here. Critique?