Haha. A few things I forgot to type in the previous post.

First, wednesday. Dress shopping with mel was so hilarious. I say dress shopping, but the first thing mel bought was bandages for her arm (melenin, recommendation of lickie) and tic tacs cause she's a greedy prat. Okay fine, so I bought werethers(spelling totally according the pronounciation, so I can't spell, fine.) original sweets.) After which we sat down to put the plaster on her arm, where we discovered that since it was just a piece of cloth, it wouldn't stick to her arm. Would you believe it. Then we had to go back to buy the tape.

Then after we were done we went to the this fashion at douby ghaut, cause I'm a cheapskate, but we got lost and spent like half hour trying to get there. Which was not my fault at all. Seriously. ... Well, Mel didn't know the way either! (Okay fine I'm worse that Done it Duncan.)

Anyway, after we got there, we saw that all the dresses there looked like bedroom wear, which no one should wear to prom save chrissie cause she's seducing anselmch u. Or cat. ahwells. So we wandered around marvelling at the weird dresses and exited it, went to another this fashion which was no better, and then just from that station walked back in the direction of far east. Along the way we stopped at OG, where we looked at dresses, and both mel and I tried on a dress of the same style but different colour. (Cause I liked the dress material and it was nice and silky and reflects light very prettily.)

Which was where the trouble started. Cause mel's plaster, which I stuck on, wasn't very stable. (Naturally.) So when she tried on dresses, it started to come out. And she didn't just try on the dress once. The straps on that dress crossed once at the back, so the first time mel tried it, the left strap was crossed wrongly. Then she had to take it off. And the second time, the right strap was crossed wrongly. And at this point in time her bandage was coming off, so she put on her shirt again so I could enter (cause I was faster in dressing, see) to put extra tape on her bandage. Then she tried to wear the dress again (when I was out of the dressing room, perverts), and the right strap was crossed wrongly again. But nevermind. She got it right at the forth try. I mean, it was only the forth try. Nevermind that I got it right at first try. Looks proud.

Lemme describe the dress. Erm. Okay fine I don't knkow the terms to describe the dress. Lemme look for one online. OKAY FOUND. The top part looks somewhat like the one here: http://www.jasminebridal.com/image/style_product/283/1108A.jpg

Now, because mel is extremely smart, she wore the white part equivalent of that dress in the link - above the boobs. Then she complained that it was too tight at the chest. SNIGGERS. HA. Who ask her to laugh at me that time I got tangled up in strings. MY REVENGE IS NOW. MUAHAHAHAHAHA.

Don't worry mel. THere's still another dress to go. I won't miss out the fine details. Snerksnerk.

THEN we went to another shop, where I saw this pretty purple dress that I actually want. Even though it's not bright orange. It's like cute. (Very limited vocab in terms of clothing if you realize.) I took it to the dressing room to try it on, and in the meantime persuaded mel to try a purple tube with an empire ribbon. Easy to wear right. Wrong. First, cause the dressing rooms were HUGE, we went into the same dressing room to change. And I changed first. Mel had to sit down and stare only at the floor cause there were mirrors all around.

At this part, I feel inclined to mention that we were totally decent, cause I KNOW how minds like brenda's and liqi's and cat's and chrissie's work. We were both wearing \tees (me the 408 one and mel another one, netball i think) and shorts. We must have been the most casually dressed people around. (we were) So the method of wearing becomes take off tee, wear dress, take off dress, wear tee.

The purple dress was Very Troublesome. First time the straps crossed. Second time I managed not to wear it correctly, or backwards, but SIDEWAYS. Congrats, lich. In the way that the side seam managed to be at the middle of the body. The third time, it was on the OTHER sideways. I managed it at the forth try, though! YAYYYYYYYY. See. I'm becoming more skilled at wearing dresses. THEN it was MEL's TURN. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

And by hearing my evil laugh, mel should be feeling wary. I don't laugh so evilly for nothing. Mel's dress was a tube. With a zip. So you just pull on right. Nope. Mel pulled on halfway, then went: it's too tight. I cannot fit in. Which was quite nonsense, cause that was a size eight. Why wouldn't mel fit in, you ask. The answer is very simple.

Remember the ribbon i mentioned? it was an inch thick. And with a rather simple but pretty bow at the end. Yeah. Mel, when unzipping the dress, didn't untie the ribbon. So she was there, looking like a scarecrow with the dress over her head and eyes looking above the dress trying to find where the 'tightness' came from. -_____- So i, being the nice person, pulled the bow out, the the dress fell over mel.

Ain't I the best. And that was the rather hilarious incident of trying on dresses. Now I shall run away before mel comes and I become Lichen: 1990 - 2006 RIP