OK, so first of all? I can't believe it's been two weeks since the prom. Which was ... quite memorable, to say the least.

Let me begin at the beginning.

After the mini hair crisis, Hannah managed to hold her bladder long enough to do my makeup. It was her idea to use Audrey Hepburn from Breakfast at Tiffany's as a model, and I have to say, even though I wouldn't wear all of that black liner on a daily basis, my eyes have never looked so good.

THE DRESS: Hannah made it herself, using this '50s pattern her mom, a theater costume designer, sent over as a loan. It was blue satin - the perfect, Tiffany-box blue kind of blue - with a strapless top and a mid-calf hemline. Hannah added a wider band of satin around my boobs, to disguise the fact that they still (!) haven't grown in completely. (Although to my credit, they're about double the size they were in the beginning of the school year. Still, double of nothing is still pretty much nothing, right?) HOWEVER, I have somehow managed to get some hips, so with all of Hannah's nipping and tucking I looked like I had a semi-curvy figure. Which was way nice.

Everything else was rhinestone and pearl, even the buckle on my strappy high-heeled sandals. And the flowers - Tobin brought me this gorgeous mini-bouquet of white tulips tied together with a bow made out of the same satin as my dress. (Courtesy of Hannah, I'm assuming.) They were perfect. Also perfect was Hannah's suggestion that instead of getting a typical rose-and-baby's breath corsage for him that I go for a bright orange daisy. It looked so cool against his midnight-blue tux.

Yeah. We were hot.