While I really don't want to start pigeon-holing this irregular blogette as a tango fashion thing, this post from Eyes Wide Shut, in which the author has a surprising bathroom fashion experience, is too good not to share:
It has to be pointed out that this milonga is one of the more casual ones. People “dress up” if they want to, but there’s dressing up (i.e.: nice shirt, pants, skirt, whatever) and then there’s dressing up as if you’re about to go on stage in Forever Tango. I am sure you’ll agree that there’s an ocean of difference between the two.
