February 1, 2009

a dose of reality in dresses...

It's February. And on friday, it's Prom Night.

Well, I've spent this weekend on a scavenger hunt for gowns, shoes and such. I should've believed what my cousin said the year before (eversince the start of Junior year actually) that I should already be preparing for the prom. Was it a coincidence that in about 2 shops I've been to was playing some kind of old song with a line "Rome wasn't built in a day..." Creepy.

Anywayz, if you compare my prom prepping time to the stories I've read... // Girl ponders over asking guy to the prom and all that. Or the cliche, girl looses big V during that day // it's completely different. I mean, I've spent last week worrying and pannicking like hell over our Chemistry Investigatory Project, which, miracously, was finished in a day - 1 am to be exact. In books, the girl would be angst-ridden to either a.) get the guy or b.) get the crown. Well, even if I wasn't in my world of books, it's unlikely I'd be pinning for a guy or the glory, I'm sure of that. But I imagined the 2 weeks before prom to be, well... 'pampering time' or something. But I just had to procrastinate with BOTH my project and prom plans. Great. Well, even some of my friends and classmates are in a panic mode like me. I wonder how they've dealt? Seeing as if there are only a few "mega" places to shop (Glorietta, Robinsons or Megamall - 2 out 3 in my case) it's a surprise I didn't run into them.

Or maybe I did. I was just stuck in my own angst-ridden world at the moment: I was in a bad mood during the dress shopping, and at Sari-Sari, I seemed like a, for a lack of a better word, bitch to my mom and tita. Oops. Sorry I was mean.

Saturday, I spent 1 pm - 5 pm at Robinsons Galleria and after no luck on the hunt, we dared to explore SM Megamall for the suitable dress. We went to Karimadon where my mom and tita liked this blue green long gown. It looked... nice. Except my mind kept thinking the color didn't suit me and I was betraying Estelle (she liked that color!) in a way. Next we headed off to Cinderella. Chuchi saw this simple yet elegant and gorgeous (though I didn't want to admit at first) midnight blue tube-top ball gown. It was the last one and it was too big. Oh well. I also feared that if I did buy it, I might have the same gown as a senior since: a.) they are required to wear a ball gown, b.) it's gorgeous, c.) everyone will look at Cinderella and most likely buy there, and d.) it's blue! So we went to the department store and I saw Estelle's gown! :)) It looks nice. But thought she planned on wearing a cocktail and something blue green... hn. Well, I thought I would be wearing something orange. (According to my fortune, my lucky color is yellow orange) Anyway, our last stop (and hope) is at Sari-Sari. Estelle told me she found not much there. I also didn't. Only Mom and Chuchi.

They liked this brown- fancy it up a bit? Call it bronze. sheesh.- and gold dress. It's not floor length but maybe up to my ankles. The top is a corset which I, upon trial, immediately detested. How the heck am I supposed to eat now??? The color is... passable. Design? Too simple. The top is a tube, and I wanted a bolero but they didn't have any that would match so we gave it to the seamstress and added straps. We'll get it on Monday. Honestly, it wasn't the dress I was expecting... and I hated it at first. Now... it's okay. It's not the dress of my dreams (if I even have one!) but what can you do?

The exploration for shoes and a pouch was saved by Tita Ana. She had a brown dress (a.k.a the last resort) so she had matching bronze shoes and a bag. Saves me another day. We left the mall at its' closing time: 10 pm.

And you think I got rest on Sunday? If you consider scouting at 10 am (the opening of the mall, how ironic.) for strapless, nude-colored... umentionables and spending the afternoon studying for a chapter test in AP and Chemistry a walk in the park, then it's considered rest.

The prom should be, if not magical, which I highly doubt will be, at least pleasing for all this hard work. Rushed hard work. Or at least after the prom. I'm sleeping over at Mariel's house. :)

Oh, and I have this new thing for Katy Perry's songs. :)

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