LOL. I hated them. They were boring, boring and boring. And I just couldn not see myself standing up there curtseying or bowing. No thanks. Not for me.
They weren’t boring to me. A dance in the afternoon. Dinner at a nice restaurant. Cocktail party. Dance at night. Afterwards the beach. Brunch next morning. A party on somebody’s yacht. Go home and take a nap. A dinner party at somebody’s country home. I had the energy for it.