Dresses and Friends; a fun mix

Today,

On the topic of dresses and friends,
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        This was a week for valleys, and hills. There were tough spots, and good times (BONANZA!!!). Of the many highlights....two things stand out like a sore thumb. My prom dress shopping trip and my times spent with good friends.
        On Tuesday the 18th, my friend Josefa came over for a sleepover. We chatted up a storm, laughed, prayed, and just had a really great time. Then in the morning we got all cleaned up to go to Burlington to catch the 10.10 train to Toronto! This was my first time on the go-train and I loved it!!! At first I was a little hesitant...I kept thinking, "they kinda remind me of roller-coasters" (tidbit: I don't go on roller-coasters because they make me sick). But once we got talking and laughing and making funny faces we passed the time quite easily.
        Once we got to Union Station we had to find the subway...we eventually did....subways are a bit scary. Well...once you're inside them it's okay...but when you are waiting on the platform...I find it quite intense...what if someone just suddenly decided, "Watch this. I'll push this girl and it'll be so funny." NO! It wouldn't be funny; I have horrible balance...[splat]! Well, we eventually made it to my sister's place and from there we made it to the long line of dress shops, burger joints, and cool restaurants.
        Thus began the treacherous journey to find my prom dress!!! I tried on dress after dress. A pink one, a purple one, a frilly one, a soft one, a strapless one. Some were too small, others to big, still others just...not the right one. Then we came upon a store called Cabaret, a vintage store that sold amazing dresses from the fifties, the sixties and gorgeous beaded 1920s flapper dresses!!! I thought that I had found my prom dress. A tulle-y sixties dress that fit snug and felt good. In the end I didn't get it because...well mainly because at the time I was enamored with it...but my mom, not so much...she said it was too costume-y...and now that I look back at the pictures, I have to agree. Thank-you Mom!!!
         Our final stop was at Bicyclette Girl, my sister's internship. By now, I had no idea what I wanted, so I stepped into the curtained off dressing room and tried on dress after dress as they were filtered in by my mom and my sister.
         Finally....we found it...I wasn't very in love with it at first but it grew on me...Josefa, Mom and Ab said that it looked really good. So I took their word for it!!! So with that we left with a bag in hand and I rode the street car for the first time. It astonished me that people stood that close and not once talked at all!!!! I of course, holding onto the bar and hovering over my sister's seat, was yakking away to my sister, trying not to fall over, and simultaneously whacking the girl behind me with my purse and making a fool of myself.
        We then took the subway to the go-train, which is a double-decker train. We had sat on the bottom before so we decided to go on the top this time...exciting!!! We found these three seats and sat down. We then proceeded to start yakking away about prom dresses, and I don't really have the quietest voice in the world, so it was pretty loud. Well, then Jo taps me on the shoulder and points to the sign, 'QUIET ZONE'!!! We then, of course, couldn't stop giggling...tired as we were..*cough*cough*!!! To make matters worse my mom kept mouthing 'FIRE', which then brought on another round of giggles. But eventually we calmed down and tried to sleep a little.
Thus concluded my prom dress shop with my sister and my mom and my friend, Jo. One down. One to go.







P.S. I got my grad 'dress'...want to see?
* Stay tuned!