My Dress

Who would have thought that I would ever go to a dance voluntarily? If anyone thought that, I wasn't one of them. But here I am, making final preparations for Mormon Prom. I at first was hostile towards it. However, as I listened in on my friend's plans to ask certain boys (that they didn't even know) to go to prom, I found myself slowly desiring to join them. After they had all asked their boys, I finally told them that I wanted to go with them, to which they were pleasantly shocked to hear.

As prom was only about 3 weeks away from the day of my decision, I immediately went home and began to look at modest dresses online. I found a few I really liked, but most were $200 or more. Mom told me that she would only pay $100 for a dress and that I would have to pay for the rest. After hearing this, I went and looked at all the dresses I liked. I deleted all the ones over $200, leaving me with only one. The one I was left with was not exactly my favorite. It seemed a little too simple (though I am all about simple) and plain. Plus it had a square neck line that I have never been partial to. Not wanting the dress very much, I began searching regular prom dresses, hoping to find a sleeveless one I liked and just buy a jacket or shawl or something to go over it. I found a blue one with spaghetti straps that was cheap and fairly likeable. I showed it to Mom. I could tell that she did not like it very much at all. She kept sending me subtle hints that it was not a good idea to buy it. I persisted and set up the checkout for my mom to order. However, Afton came in and asked if I was buying the purple one. When I said no, she asked why. I told her about the price and such. Afton being Afton, openly told me not to get the blue dress and get the purple. Finally after more thought, I consented into buying the purple one. They did not have my size, only the size smaller. I ordered it, hoping maybe it wouldn't be too tight.

After about a week, I began to get worried that it would not arrive on time. All my friends were receiving theirs and talking about them. I was stressing about to Mom after school. After my rant, I went and played the piano to calm myself. After around 10 or 15 minutes of playing, the doorbell rang. My dress had arrived!! Naturally I immediately ran upstairs to try it on. It fit perfectly. I observed that it covered all my "self-concious spots" well and was very flattering (not to brag :P) even the square neckline was great. Plus it fit Afton almost just as well!! Her first comment: "Kelsi lost some weight!" Gee thanks, Aft. XD

Within the next hour, I got a phone call and was asked to prom. What a coinkidink! I feel bad now, but I was actually more excited about the dress than the date, but Brady made up for all my lack of excitement (he even made me tell the dogs and the fireplace that I had a date). Well, wish me luck as I go off to find jewelry and shoes.