Spot light dance

My husband is running for political office. Is that an experience! Anyway, on Friday we have a BIG political fundraiser. (At least we hope so. The only thing worse than a big fundraiser is a fundraiser that no one shows up for.) The evening involves an hour of hobnobbing followed by a oldies dance band. I hear we're supposed to do a "spotlight dance" at some point in the evening. When you are the political spouse, you just do it - - like it or not. At some point I have to start looking for clothes that fit and that are flattering enough to get me through a fricken minute or three in a spotlight. I'm not sure I even have clothes that fit. Man it sucks to be fat!