update on date
imagine a chocolate brown mini dress (roughly a 54% cacao, in some lights as dark as a %60. in no way darker than a 65%) that ends where my butt does. imagine it being a halter dress, ruched from underbust to hem, with side-paneling in coordinating 54%-coloured see-through lace. imagine ribbon running in criss-crossing confusion over the lace through silver grommets to end in slim cocoa bows at the tops of my thighs. now imagine me holding this up to my roommate in preparation for my date and saying, "is this dress okay, or does it make me look easy?"
tim voted for the chongsam you see pictured on me oh-so-meezily, on the basis that even if the date dude in question knows he's going to get lucky, the least a gal can do is make him work to get her out of the packaging.
i was a vision in black and gold. i was lovely. i was conversation-stopping. however, we were both so tired after dinner at la madeleine and mongol that we just crawled into bed as soon as we got home.