It's silly to cry over a dress, this I know well. But what if, what if those tears are really from joy? Looking in that dusty mirror gently balancing against the wall in my grandparent's dining room I realized that I had never felt so beautiful.
I had no intention of visiting Connecticut today and finding the dress which I would where to my Senior Prom, but that was precisely the result of my trip. I am overjoyed, as ridiculous as it may seem.
It is kind of ridiculous to be so happy about a dress. Especially when that dress is nothing like I thought it would be, but when I'm in it I feel like a princess. And I can't wait to see my prince charming in a matching green vest and tie.
Can we just paint the whole world green?
1 comment:
Oh Leanne it's beautiful! And you look like a dream in it.
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