And for the record I think I have indulged in far less ridiculous self obsession with each passing year/ball/formal/whatever. Honestly, when Lance and I first went to prom I started getting ready months in advance. I could solved international land disputes with all the time and energy I've spent prepping for these things!
But today is the day to bring it so I'm indulging a little.
I am lap swimming, dress hemming, light food eating, hair miracle creating, deity begging and pantyhose finding.
Observations before I get started:
- I may never eat grilled chicken or celery again.
- Next year I'm springing for a tailor.
- Why oh why did I leave most of my ball appropriate support clothing in storage???
- We had people over on Tuesday night. One of the guests brought a cheese tray. The leftovers are still in the fridge. The cheddar... it calls to me.
- Strangely enough, I look bigger in my "back up dress" than my "first choice dress." Not fair.
- Self tanner smells HORRIBLE. But it works like a champ.
- And, oh for the love of God, let me remember to not shake the hand of the first person in the reception line.
FYI, it's a floor length, royal purple, backless (but not too low) satin bias cut dress with rhinestone accent. And I bought it on clearance for $35 in the Juniors section of Macy's.
Yeah, I said Juniors.
Tomorrow morning I start on world peace.
And a small stack of french toast.
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