Yeah, you heard that right, I am in love. . .
with a dress.
I have been to many dances now, and usually the WORST part is finding an outfit. It seems exciting until I remember how miserable it is to shop for stuff especially since I never know exactly how much my parents want to spend on me, and I don't know what looks good, what looks bad, and it's such a frantic, stressful mess.
But this time, I have found a dress. I found an outfit. (Shoes are probably the only thing that is setting me off right now... and the fact I don't own the dress yet, nor do I know if it will even look good on me)
If this works out, it's a dream come true.