This Saturday I I went to the fundraiser event for the San Francisco Opera Academy, an opera school founded by my fellow Russian (or rather an FSU citizen), Yefim Maizel. His students were performing at my friends house.
Duetto Buffo di Due Gatti. Rossini
Being a person I am, big on technicalities of all things beautiful the most pleasure for me was watching Yefim coaching his students en vivo. His mouth shut, arms tightly crossed Yefim was ‘singing’ along with his students on the stage. Spotting the imperfection, he took a cheetah like leap into the ‘ stage’ , stopped the singer and led him through re-doing the gesture, re-working the mimics, re-singing the singing. To me this master class open for the public is a separate form of art. Not any less than opera itself.
Better yet, just on Thursday I was at the Magic Flute in San Francisco Opera house.
Had a chance to get backstage minutes before the curtain went up.
For about a week I was contemplating on how to distribute my outfits between the events. At my disposal was a Lela Rose dark blue dress with the beaded neckline and a Talbot Runhof taffeta skirt I pair with the crisp white shirt Sharon-Stone-Oscar-1998-style.
In all honesty my choice was predetermined as I wore this “Sharon-Stone-Oscar-98” look to another opera event at the same house, just a month before. I enjoyed it, but don’t think it played to its full capacity. Palo Alto did not seem to have enough edge for this nonchalance. It certainly needed a more eclectic surrounding, a big city and a large venue. San Francisco Opera House was a do. I threw Alex’s jacket on to protect myself from the San Francisco chills.
Instead the Lela Rose dress would be too classic in San Francisco. In a boring way. This dress makes you such a marriage material, one should wear it for the first date or fishing for one. Anyone looking to marry well soon should own a Lela Rose dress or two. It screams ‘credibility’, ‘security”, “integrity.” Nothing wrong about it, only unimpressive for the night out in San Francisco. Makes me think of Tina Fey in “Date Night.” But a fundraiser in Palo Alto indeed.
The morning before the event I still could not get excited about the dress. Till I realized that the veiled hat, brought from Venice in 2008 would be a good whimsical touch for this classic number.