However, all that was eclipsed by my role as Drowning Girl in my school's haunted house. Incredibly profitable - since my school is a 100 years old and everything is naturally creepy and dilapidated, no decorations needed. The basement even floods, which is where I spent 2 miraculous hours freezing in a mod swimsuit, tights and vintage nightgown.Before you avert your gaze in disgusted amazement, my fellow compatriots and I decided we weren't really scaring anybody and so went off with a knock-off version of "Thriller" by Michael Jackson, performing to cheering audiences.
Reminicsing mandatory 3rd grade ballet lessons (if you were a little girl in America, you know what I'm talking about) with an arabesque.
I've realized grace is a virtue I do not posses. Although flexibility is.
Cardigan - Guess
Lace cami - American Eagle
Skirt - Express
Tights - from Russia
Flats - Enzo Angiolini
Necklace - from Germany
Clips and earrings - from Kazakhstan