The denim dress and the propsal

As requested by Melissa.

Jimmie and I had been going out toegther for about 4 months. We were already pretty mad for each other but it was still early days so we lived seperately and were in the courting phase. He is a guitarist and at that stage was in this well know Melbourne swing/bluesy band called The Redliners. How I loved that band. One Saturday night they had the support gig for a well known American swing band royal crown revue very cool gig. Anyway I went out and bought this very cute little one off denim dress that was a little bit rockabilly and a little bit country girl and a whole lot of cute. The crowd would be full of cute rockabilly girls and boys and people into swing and blues and of course my love Jimmie would be on stage and I wanted to look my best. I must admit I did look great as this was pre baby pre sitting on my bottom for work etc etc so I had long swinging hair, red lips and a hot bod. A couple of Jimmie's band mates told him that night to watch out for me cos I was hoit and other guys would probably try to hit on me. Anyway the bands played really well, we all had a fantastic time and then after the gig some of us went and kicked on at this bar in the city which Jimmie and I were frequenting a lot in those days Cherry Bar. So we had some drinks there and chatted and listened to the music and as it was packed just got into the vibe of the place. We were having the time of our lives.

Some of the crowd that had been at the gig were now at Cherry Bar too and we knew some of them so I was off socialising. I was especially talking to oneof my favourite rockabilly guys called Chris who was the spitting image of Brian Setzer. Anyway this guy Chris was English and was telling me how he was being sent back to England because his Visa had run out and I thought that was very sad and was asking him if there was anything that could be done about it. He was like "No" and i said "How about if we get married?" would you be able to stay then?" He was adamant that he couldn't and that wouldn't make any difference. So after a while I went back to find Jimmie to tell him the sad story that Chris was being deported and how I had offered to marry him and Jimmie was understandably horrified that I had made such an offer. He said "What you can't marry him!" I said to him "it was only for the Visa" and he replied "No you can't marry him you should marry me" and I said "Are you serious? And if you are serious then get donw on your knee and ask me properly". And he did. In a packed inner city bar in front of hundreds of people and some of our friends he got down on one knee and proposed. I went around the bar telling all of these strangers and we dranks champagne til we went home. The next morning we both woke with slight hangovers and asked each other "Do you remember last night? Were you serious?" Once we established we were both serious we got up and rang our families with the good yet surprising news. They were ecstatic.

So was it the dress, the alcohol, the mood of the night, or was it the threat of other guys, we will never know but all I do know is we are still together today and although lots has changed and we have been through some tough times together we are still here 8 years later and still love each other. Wonder what happened to Chris????????