well, now my butt hurts

I'm sooo sorry I haven't been as active as I should be! I've been soo busy since Florida that I just haven't had time to write nor draw and I HATE IT! I know I said in my last post that I would be posting regularly, but I didn't know I was going to be so crazy busy. Not cool, I know!

Anyway... the other day, the BF and I took a trip to NY state. First, I must say that I am in love with NY state.. I hate NYC! It was raining all day, so we decided it would be fun to take a drive to do some shopping. We figured we'd go to some little shops and then meet up with a friend at Palisades Mall, which if you don't know what that is... it's a huuuge mall in NY state. We got to the first shop without any problems, considering that we hadn't ever been there. I stepped out of the car and walked through the rain to the store's entrance. Little did I know that the entrance was down some stairs. Can you guess what happens next?

Yea, I busted my @$$! I slipped and took a nice fall down the stairs. And... well... now my butt hurts! Once I got up, we walked around the store for about 10 minutes, then I decided I just wanted to go straight home. No mall for me.... 

I hope everyone has a great weekend! 

See you Monday!

a stroll down memory lane: party dress fail

Almost 2 years ago, my second cousin got married and of course I attended the wedding. As most of you know, I'm not really a girly-girl, but when I have an event like this to attend, I dress appropriately. In this case, it was a very formal wedding in a beautiful ballroom type event space - marble floors, a gorgeous outdoor garden, an indoor waterfall type thing, etc. It must have cost a small fortune to have that wedding!

Anyway... I knew about the wedding a few months in advance and I also knew that I didn't have a formal dress that I could wear to the wedding. Well, the day before the wedding, I still had not purchased a dress! Obviously this led to hours of dress shopping. I may not be the girly-girl type, but I am a very picky person when it comes to clothing (especially when it's an occasion that requires me to look pretty and formal). Surprisingly, about an hour later, I found what seemed to be the perfect strapless dress. I bought the dress and a cute pair of shoes and that was all I needed.

I was ready to have a wonderful time at a beautiful wedding - or so I thought.... The BF and I arrived at the wedding all handsome and pretty - him in his suit, me in my "perfect" dress. We were sitting at the reception tables for most of the day, but then the bride and groom decided they wanted everyone on the dance floor. Well, not only am I an inexperienced heels-walker, but apparently I'm also an inexperienced dress-wearer. I stood up without noticing that I was stepping on the front of my dress, started walking, and... well... you probably know the rest.....

My dress had fallen and my boobs were exposed for all 250 wedding attendees to see! I quickly pulled the dress back up, but I was so embarrassed that I had to leave the wedding immediately following the incident. I didn't know who, if anyone, actually saw what had happened, but I had to leave immediately! I couldn't believe what had happened, but lesson learned: strapless dresses are EVIL!