My mother hates this dress. She can’t stand it. She called me up to literally tell me that I look like a fat ugly cow in it (well not in so many words, but the tone was there). But I kinda like it, so let’s take a vote.
Yay, or nay?
Honestly, I just want you to stroke my ego. Stroke stroke stroke, lovingly and adoringly. Boy, do I ever need it today.
Ridiculously hilarious night last night, but without photos. Dammit. I rocked out with some 19 year olds, how cool am I? Details later.