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