No Spelled Y-E-S : (Girl Least Likely To Be) Prom Queen

I'm sorry for being such a bad blogger lately.
But I've just been weirdly busy and randomly tired (at work today, I felt and acted like a little kid, I seriously think that the more I learn, the less I know and the less mature I seem to get)

I'm just going to say, that Sunday I fell in love.

Not with another of my perfectly pale, wide eyed slacker indie boys, but with a dress.
A prom dress, to be exact. My perfect dress, like a movie star dress.
The perfect dress for a "Wow, she grew up" moment, as I desend some random stairs some where.

I never thought my dream dress would be a long turquoise (the colour is actually called capri blue) duchess satin strapless mermaid dress, with a fitted bodice (I love that word- bodice! Like a trashy romance novel- consumed like pastries by some lonely widow). In truth, my favourite part of the dress, is the little blue satin buttons up the back, the one thing constant in my childhood imaginings of wedding dresses.

I am so in love with this dress. It was the first dress I tried on, and the only one of the huge stack of dresses, my mother gave me to try on, that I actually picked out for myself.
And I just knew it had to be the one.

I have always loved that moment, when you're shopping and you find the perfect thing, something that makes you look and feel unbelievably beautiful. The feel good moment, when the feel good music around you swells and you look in the 360 mirror (like something out of what not to wear) and wonder if that beautiful girl with the big crystal blue eyes, the milky skin and the dark wavy hair can possibly be the same ugly little girl you see in the mirror every morning.

But of course, the dressmaker had to ruin the magic by asking if I had a date,
a question which only served to make me laugh, and to come crashing back to earth and reality.
Yeah....right......like anyone would ever love me.

On a happier note,
All I need now, is a quick Kensington Market trip (Courage My Love!) for hyper unique accessories, which is currently set to follow the long awaited (and somewhat dreaded) CN Tower climb on Saturday ( I love how everyone keeps thinking we're climbing up the outside of it).

Wish me luck my Darlings.
Cause I'm just here wishing for you.