Oh, don't get me wrong. I had a fabulous dress at prom that one time I went, and a pretty fabulous dress that other time I went. But this time was slightly more fabulous because I envisioned this bad boy and made it happen.
Take a look at this: Me and somebody else's husband.
P.S. I wasn't the prom queen, but some really nice stranger boy told me I looked beautiful ("Gee, that dress is beautiful"--same thing), and that was all I really needed, because the only girl in sleeves (at least when she's 17 at prom) is a little worried about what everyone else is thinking.
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4 comments:
That is a beautiful girl in a beautiful dress.
I remember that dress! Didn't you do a photoshoot with it one time?
Dear Jordan,
Please make me one of these in a tea length by the end of the month.
Love,
Talyn
P.S. You stole my favorite pattern you pattern stealer. Only, I have the instructions, so what good is it to you?
Ah-ha! You're touching a boy's arm! Hmmm ... if you posted that picture yourself then I guess I can't blackmail you anymore. Phooey. No wall-sized ant farm.
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