Ladies and Gentlemen: This is MY perfect prom dress.
Seriously. I know prom or formal, (that’s how we call it here, so gay) is ages away, but I stumbled upon this beautiful piece of jpeg (thanks to Katy Perry‘s unhealthy obsession with all foodie-themed outfits) a few weeks ago: AND wouldn’t that be so awesome if I could wear this to commemorate my 12 years of schooling?! If one word could sum up my whole experience in high school it would be: HAMBURGER. Damn straight.
Oh shit, but then again, it is a boob tube/dress kinda shit – which would require ACTUAL BOOBS – something God didn’t want me to have, to be honest. And I have orangutan arms with not to mention, fattie fattie pumba thighs. Ew I should stop whining now, I don’t want to turn this into one of those emo blogs that cries out “I need serious psychiatric help!”
I won’t look good in this amazing piece of perfection. I am not worthy. Let Katy Perry have it, she’s got the body and the money for it. Plus, she found it first anyway :P
Still. That dress is so delicious.