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Fairy Tales Do Come True...

It can happen to you!

Thank you so much for all the wonderful comments on the pictures of me in my dress. That dress has held me mesmerized since the very moment I saw it.

Although you can't tell it in the pictures I poured myself into it and it fit like a glove. What you can't see is the very bottom as it was floor length even with platform Steve Madden's on! I had to wear the highest heels I have, and no one could even see them.

I have to say that I felt so beautiful with it on, the feeling was only second to my wedding day. The way the bottom of the dress floats when I walk is just so girly and pretty.

The night was very fun. The turn out from my office wasn't huge, most of the people there were strangers to me, but I was feeling so good I made it a great time anyway.

I introduced mr. ralph to my big boss (3 levels up) and his wife. After that they came up to us and asked us to dance! Mr. ralph was dancing! And he was doing a great job.

They were giving away door prizes and one of them was for the best dancer of the night so I kept dragging mr. ralph onto the floor. And guess what? We won!

We took home with us the DVD box set of The Godfather! The whole night had just paid for itself. It was sweet!

The food was good but I didn't eat a lot because you simply can't eat too much when your dress is like a second skin, so the dress did me more than one favour on the night.

My guesstimation of my weight on Friday was right on the money. I weighed myself on Saturday and the scale said 67 exactly. How good am I?

Comments

Anonymous said…
It's so very nice to see you smiley.
Denise said…
The dress is really beautiful, just like you.
Shannin said…
I am so glad you had a good time. I know what you mean about wearing something that makes you feel so good. Too bad there isn't video of you guys dancing!!
Ohhhhhh my favourite clothing 'feeling' is when floaty material skims the tops of my feet. Makes me feel all girly!

Best dancers!!!! Way to go! Thats gotta rack up some activity points.

Sweet Jesus, I would kill to be 67 kilos. That explains your dynamite waist!
Argy said…
"How good am I?"

well...soo soooooo sooooooooooo good babe!!!!!!!

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