This is the only real picture of us from this weekend’s fancy holiday party, but I like it. Awesome things:
1. That’s my fucking prom dress. I last wore that thing when I was 17 (to our ridiculous prep-school prom at the space needle), and I felt like a goddamn Cinderella that night. It was floor. to. neck. glitter. For this weekend, I chopped it off verrrrry carefully at tea-length, made peace with the backless situation, and rocked it.
2. How did my hair get so pretty and shiny? I didn’t brush it, that’s how. Given my normal hair neuroses, this was a minor victory for me, and it worked.
3. We look like we like each other, so that’s nice.
