Our Cinderella Night
But I think our
Prince forgot to show up
Oh prom, the wonderful day of
killing the ozone with our large amounts of hairspray. Scientists blame cars,
airplanes or nuclear weapons but really they should probably blame the
combination of teenage girls and prom for all their problems.
To let all you ungrateful men
who do not seem to appreciate the amount of time we spend in the bathroom, it
is NECESSARY. I mean would you want us to show up to prom in our pajamas with
birds' nests on our heads? I don’t think so! And believe it or not we think
hanging out in the bathroom is the bees knees! Who wouldn’t love to spout a
couple cuss words when they cannot get their hair just right huh? Sorry for
going into a rant but some things just need to be said.
Back to the original topic, prom! Picture this! Us two amigos, heading to a friend of a friend’s
house (awkward), to partake in the traditional picture taking. Let me tell you
readers this is the excruciating part of the evening. Imagine a dozen parents swooping
around like hawks taking pictures, telling you to pose like this or hold it
right there. I mean one parent wanted us to stand in the grass. La chica es
loca.
After we fought off the mob, we
loaded into the luxurious limo and made our way to the beautiful land of P.F.
Chang’s where we proceeded to stuff our mouth holes. One girl at our table
wasn’t particularly lucky in picking her prom dress. Her boobs were saying
"hi" to everyone. I mean the girl had them on display! And believe me
her boobs were NOT booberrific (this girl is incredibly sweet though, so we do
not judge her by her boob spillage).
Moving on to the dance itself,
we were searched for any possible alcohol or drugs. This searching of girls
purses and patting down of guys is necessary but come on spending five minutes
to inspect my tube of lipstick? Kinda excessive right? For the record we do not
partake in the drug or alcohol scenes.
Then came the fun part! Dancing
till you drop ... literally. Taking pictures, talking, eating and just enjoying
the night. And when the clock struck midnight, we all scrambled to the limo.
We headed home, because us Cinderella’s had to get back to scrubbing floors in
the morning.
Later Y’all! XOXO
Ashley & Veronika
