It has arrived.

And dare I say, it's perfect. (Well, as perfect as I can tell in the unlaced, softly-lit, giddy that it's here kind of way...)

It has beads. ("Ooooo-hoo-hooo! Beads!" I too can make a lovely dress for Cinderelly.) Not awful clumpy beads, but nicely placed scattering of glassy bits, interesting details, lots of wrinkles (but of course, it came in a wee box) and it will steam nicely... Now to get some SHOES! I think I will be alteration-free at this point (hurrah!) and I can get by with a low heel (all the better for walking on the grass with ha. ha. ha.). I just have to find some that aren't entirely showgirlish.

Also, I'm thinking that Pilates, every day, maybe thrice a day, will be critical for this dressy adventure... well okay, it's not super poofy and I didn't have the corset part laced up, but it is certainly good motivation to work off the overbite and the shadow of the chublet... these things can only be amplified by the white, right? And it is rather mermaidy too, so anything that makes the hips less hippy? Oh the gym is my favorite plaaaace to beeeee...

In any case, after looking at mules and slides and pumps galore, I've (hopefully) settled on some fun slide-mule-pumps (or slumlumps as I like to think of them) from kenneth cole unlisted... they have big satin flowers on them and they don't look like they'll ever grace the slippery side of a pole, so I think they'll do the job appropriately (provided they fit of course). my mom will love them. she will ooo and ahhh. Sold.

Now to start obsessing about pedicures...