Yep. I'm bringing my laptop and my music library, so we'll have a bit over 15,000 tracks at our disposal.

And unlike at the Soulless Social, will you have some Prince on there, dude??

If folks want to have a hand in what gets into the mix just find some time with me before the Prom

And by "find some time", he means....

Everyone is all excited to see everyone else EXCEPT me! Nobody is going to want to spend time with ME! Everyone else is going to be all fabulous and glam and sparkly and outrageous and I'm just going to sit in the corner eating self-pity corn fritters."]

And then we'll steal the corn fritters. Cause we're evil like that.

Oh! And I think you just have to play No Sex In The Champagne Room.

Ooh. I want to hear this, if for no other reason than that I've only heard it like, three times, and not recently.

Am I the only completely shy-lacking human amongst you all? Surely not.

I'm not completely shy-lacking. Just mostly.

I need to find some of the cool Hindi dance music they play at the International House parties here. It's much more fun to dance to than... well, basically everything else they play at all other parties

Bhangra music!!!

I will, however, be wearing the ankle length black Ralph Lauren that meara chose for me.

And DAMN, is it hot.

And I may actually be wearing a bridesmaid dress. But not an ugly one. I feel like I should wear the one I wore in my sister's wedding again, because it's fabulous.

If I like the music, I can't *not* dance. I will be shaking my booty, by myself if I have to.

And she can bellydance!!

I think my guiding principle while packing will be "Everything you own that you can't wear anywhere else."

See above re: vintage white dress.

And she can bellydance!!

A little bit. I'm getting good at the shimmying. I may bring my hip girdle, too. I don't have a really swank costume yet, unfortunately.

I hope Reema is getting equal alone time with meara or smonster or somebody.

You misspelled meara *and* smonster, Hec.

The wedding dress talk reminded me to post this.
t /natter

Actually, I want the cheap kind of swanky.

Say, Steph? If you want categories, I can bring my tailcoat. And I can do stuff with scarves, and accents, and... we can swank it up. We can make you just as fancy as you wanna be. How do you feel about fake eyelashes? And eagle-eye makeup? I'm seeing "heavy duty femme fatale"; what do you say?

From Jon's link:

Thank the Lord we didn't have kids. If they would have turned out like her or her family I would have slit my wrists. Anyway, it’s a really nice dress as you can see in the pictures. Personally, I think it looks like a $1200 shower curtain, but what do I know about this.

The updates are hilarious too.

I posted that link in Natter, and sent it to a couple people, one of whom said he's gotten it from everybody. Guess Mr. Wedding Dress is getting his 15 minutes? (And the dress went for $3800...day-um)

(wish the F2F was this weekend)

(Edited because my leather pants are real, not imaginary, just cheap, and with no button)

I have seen them, and they are real, and they look good, oh yes they do.

Oh sweet Lord yes. GUH.

Say, Steph? If you want categories, I can bring my tailcoat. And I can do stuff with scarves, and accents, and... we can swank it up. We can make you just as fancy as you wanna be. How do you feel about fake eyelashes? And eagle-eye makeup? I'm seeing "heavy duty femme fatale"; what do you say?

See, I'm torn between (a) wishing I were just naturally the type of girl who does costumes and (b) wishing that un-costumed Teppy was good enough.

Guess Mr. Wedding Dress is getting his 15 minutes?

They mentioned him on the local Boston news last night.

wishing that un-costumed Teppy was good enough

Uncostumed Teppy is more than good enough.

I hope Reema is getting equal alone time with meara or smonster or somebody.

You misspelled meara *and* smonster, Hec.

I'd say "damn straight", but perhaps "Darn tootin'!" would be more apropos...

But... but... of course uncostumed Teppy is good enough! You were saying you regretted not having costumeys! You can wear jeans and a t-shirt with a big floppy teddy bear picked out in pink that says "I wuv you and so does George W., bless his non-serial-comma-using heart!" and your worth and excitingness will not change one iota, goddammit! (Oops, sorry, got a little overexcited there.)

I'm just saying, if you want... see, my strategy is always to project my insecurities onto all the other Buffistas. So I figure if I feel under- or over- or incorrectly-dressed or not sure or not good enough or whatever, I figure, "They're Buffistas. They've all been there." And I try to cut myself the slack I'd cut them.

Yes, my new therapy strategy is "Treat yourself just as nicely as you would a total stranger with a lot of issues." Healthy? Psycho? You be the judge.

Me, I'm going for the beer and trying to figure out how to tell my parents I'm about to spectacularly fail to graduate.