Oh girls. ( and the 2 boys that I know read this ) I've got the dress. Mo and I went shopping today. Well we went browsing. We didn't think we'd get so lucky. We did though. The first dress I tried on I fell in love with. That's not the dress we bought though. I tried on some other dresses and as you would have it dress number 5 screamed PICK ME ! PLEASEEE PICK ME!! So what did I do ? I said okay ! I love you even more than I ever loved dress number 1.
Dress number 5 combined the Glitz of dress number one , and the side rouching of dress number 2. It's like the first two dresses got together one night after closing , and had a baby. Dress number 5. It came of the hanger and said "Afton , i'm going to hug you in all the right places. So you look pretty , and thin , but still look super stylish." I thought back to the dress. "We'll see."
And hug me and make me look good it did. I looked in the mirror and thought to dress #5 "touche." Dress 5 just smirked back at me. ( Yes, I have conversations with my dresses. Well just that one really.) So alas Mo and the owner of the store and I fell in love with a gown that was obviously made for me. Then I said "dress number 5 you are coming home with me. We'll have sleepovers in my room and I will stare longingly at you until we can play dress up again."
That my friends is the story of the dress. P.S. we showed it to dad and he cried just a little bit.
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Of course Dad cried, just wait until your wedding day.
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