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I was standing in front of the huge mirrors in the showroom with $300 worth of pink dripping off of me.
        Don't get me wrong, it was a pretty dress. Just not something I would choose. It looked like something Sar would wear. You know, pink, kind of sparkly and Cinderella-y. Not my type. Not to mention the dress was two sizes too big. If it wasn't for the straps it would fall right off.
        So I'm in this boutique that doesn't carry anything smaller than a size six wearing a cotton candy explosion with a $290 price tag that my Mom of all people likes. It had all these sequin looking things on the bodice that quite frankly made me look huge. I wear a small size, but you can bet it's not because I'm thin. It's because I'm incredibly short. Like oh my-god-you're-a-senior-I-thought-you-were-in-sixth-grade short.
        I really hate dress shopping.
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