If the Shoe Don't Fit

So, my shoes came in. Yeah, they are classy and gorgeous and everything I could ever want them to be... except the right size! We don't have time before prom to send them back and get a size larger (curse you, elephant feet!) so our plan is to wear very thick socks and walk around in them to stretch them out. I don't think it's going to work. My toe curls in the end of them and my foot feels like air against a tire. As in, the shoe don't fit, hun. So not only do I have to learn to walk in five inch heels; I have to learn to walk in five inch heels a size too small! Oh well. Beauty is pain.

Prom is a masquerade this year, so I'm thinkin' I'm going to paint my face (since I wear glasses) and I'm thinking something very Alan Cumming-esque, like this:

Of course, you never know if it will work out, but being a naturally artistic type, I'm sure it'll all be okay. :)

I'm getting a haircut the day before prom, also Alan Cumming-esque (cuz he's my fave!). It's kinda like this:

Only it's actually going to be more of a faux hawk in the front (on weekends) and during school it'll lay flat sorta like that. It's uber punk though.

Anywho, just thought I'd share a few exciting things about my prom preparation. I'm honestly a little nervous. I'm wearing a tux, and any doubt anyone ever had about my sexuality will be confirmed, surely, on April 25. However, it will be refreshing to be myself, tux and all, short spikey hair and classy heels. Plus, a guy I have a crush on will be there with his (rather petite) date, and since he is skinny to the point of gruesomeness, I just won't fit with him, being a larger girl myself. The shoes don't fit, the guy don't fit... but damn, are they both pretty.

More on that later.

For now, I sign off. Must... take... caffeine pill. Must... feel... alive.

Viv loves you. :)