(Shirt: Charlotte Russe, Boots: Steinmart, Tshirt: Express, Skirt: Target)
Prom is next weekend. I just got a dress, and am worrying about everything involved. Random scenarios keep popping through my head involving me stepping my dress (which I'm borrowing and is irreplaceable), spilling food on said dress, and having a horrible time. And why? I have no idea. Stupid teenage hormones.
