So, my sister is in town from college and we are hanging out and watching "The Little Mermaid" because we're cool like that. We are also eating candy. Lots and lots of candy. Tonight we are going to the movies!Yay!
Caro and I loooove Ariel. When we were little, this was the ONLY Disney movie my mother wouldn't let us watch. She didn't like the fact that the Prince falls in love with a half-naked chick who cannot talk....like the only reason he's with her is because of her physical attributes. I know there's nothing wrong with raising your daughters to believe that their purpose in life is not purely aesthetic....but I don't think we would like this movie half as much if she hadn't made such a big issue out of it.
I finally found a dress for the ball! Yesterday, my mother and I drove to Atlanta and shopped for hours and hours and hours and just when I had given up and decided that "I do not f-ing care, I shall wear a garbage bag with a hole cut out for my head" I came upon the one dress in all of the south that isn't an abomination against all that is holy in the fashion world.I saw some that were just absolutely heinous. I am a little worried about the dress I picked because it's red. I mean, it looks cute on and everything....it's just that I'm very fair skinned and I dunno if I'm too pale for this little number.
Whatever.
I have five days left before I leave. I am totally freaking out.Also, he's only 5'8" and I'm 5'6" AND I'm wearing heels! I hate being taller than my date. I wish I was a short girl.
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You are a good American. That ball should be a good time, akward circumstances and all. You'll be a big hit, I'm sure.
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