This is such a bad idea.
That's what's going through my head now that I see myself in the mirror.
Valerie wanted the dress code to be all white and angel wings? For whatever reason I still don't know. In my own opinion that's too disrespectful for our dead best friend's twentieth birthday memorial but she's the one who's planning this thing so I need to ease up a bit.
I'm wearing my cream colored spring gown that my dad got for me while we were on vacation in Greece. That was probably five years ago, a long time before I became the prodigal daughter and family embarrassment.
It still fits me perfectly as long as I don't eat or sit or dance for the whole night. It's not tight at all, just form fitting.
I don't have any angel wings because why would I just have them lying around in my
