Jan 31, 2007 19:07
brian and i are going to a ball in canada in a couple of weeks. i'm tempted to go as a pirate and just say, "oh, that silly brian, told me this was a costume party! hehe, ARGH, walk the plank!" but, i have to admit, i do enjoy being an arm decoration. but damn dress shopping!
i prefer shopping with friends who require items and watching their trials. bra-shopping with jack is wonderful. "*sob* why...why don't any of these *hic* fit me?!?! LOOK AT THIS, TRACEY! LOOK. AT. THIS. GRAHHAHHAB! i need something INDUSTRIAL. find me the double Zs! *sniffle*"
dress-shopping with erin. "what..what is that?...candy? syrup?" there's a little cut on her back.
"um, erin, you are definitely bleeding all over this two-hundred dollar cream dress."
"oh. okay." we go to the checkout counter. "yes, *ahem* there seem to be little stains on this dress. i'm appalled! it's your only one in my size....hmm, well that discount sounds reasonable. i'll take it." what she didn't say was "yes, i'll take it, and after drinking a ridiculous amount of alcohol, spilling an equal amount on the dress, and falling in the mud, methinks i shall return it." and she did. the little fox!
so i'm so looking forward to this canada trip. formal dress-shopping, not so much.