5'5" and 113 Lbs


Shut the hell up. That's what I told myself as I read the reviews for a dress I liked. Of course my friend decides to have a WHITE party. Apparently she has not seen my ass lately. Luckily I found a dress (with a pattern because come on) and while it's really cute, again, my ass, wow. I thought maybe if I found something else that is a little more flowy I wouldn't feel like I was screaming, "Look at me in a WHITE dress!" While me and said reviewer are the same height I have a good 40lbs on her. It also puts me on the cusp of being overweight (thanks BMI calculator); her on the cusp of being shut the hell up. What I'm trying to say is I care now. I said I didn't before, but I do now. Yet I still have no desire to change. What the hell is the matter with me? All I know is WHITE is happening and I only have until Saturday to figure something out. I got her a good birthday present too, bitch.