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So Micheline calls me this afternoon. She just got back from France and we thought it would be cool to hang out. So we went up to the mall (where I haven't been in ages) and walked around there for almost three hours, heh. We went into Dillards and looked around at all the out-of-season prom dresses (now dirt cheap). I tried on this one that was white with silver glittery little stars all down the front, low front and back with a criss-cross tie-up in the back, and it was poofy from the waist down. It was so pretty, looked really really good on me, and was only $40. Didn't buy it because I don't even know if I need it. But, gah... I thought I looked so good in it, and that is an absolute rarity when it comes to shopping. I'm not talking about your little nit-picky girl here; I buy nothing unless I feel it is exactly right, think I look decently skinny, and that others think I look skinny in it (or they just say 'yes' to get me to shut up). Yeah yeah, shut up. I have no self-confidence because I was scarred when younger. Urggh. Anyway! It looked just wonderful and I'm going back tomorrow with Mum to try on some more. Fun times.

( Inane ramblings about my incurable smitten-ness. )