Tuesday, January 18, 2011

kind of le screwed

It's time to freak out. We're t minus four months and so far it looks like I'll be wearing either a burlap sack or jeans and a t-shirt. Shit, shit, shit. It's not for lack of trying. Just considering the math, I've made at least a solid fifteen dress shop visits. Now, even if you just figure five dresses per visit (which I know many of them have been more like twelve), that's at least 75 dresses I've actually put on. And while there are a number that I've really liked, none of them made me cry then force $1,000 on them so they'll give me one of my own.

I'm running out of stores and hope.

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