timswar: I saw way trashier prom dresses when I worked retail. That wasn't bad at all, is only cleavagetastic because of her *ahem* endowments.Yes she could have chosen something more demure, but why should she have to just to make some school administrators feel less pervy?
AverageAmericanGuy: The Stealth Hippopotamus: Some turtle necks can be hotter than a prom dress.[img89.imageshack.us image 696x934]A gorgeous woman in an ugly outfit is still a gorgeous woman. An ugly woman in a gorgeous outfit is still an ugly woman.However when you have a gorgeous woman in a gorgeous outfit.... Well all you want to do is get her out of that outfit..Too bad about the glasses and bad posture.
Popcorn Johnny: Everything on her is too large.
doglover: I don't see the problem. She's got large breasts, but they're not popping out and attacking people. They're street legal without even toeing the line. Who cares?
Bathia_Mapes: That dress is fine for clubbing, but it does show a bit too much cleavage IMHO for a school related dance.
Ima_Lurker: Your Grandma sounds like a really cool lady.
neversubmit: Her name is Brittany Minder.
SpiderQueenDemon: I actually looked a bit like that in my prom dress (it was before I discovered the rec center at college and lost a shiat-ton of weight,) and I was kind of worried I'd have that problem, especially considering the school administrators were...well...the old phrase 'flat as a board, easy to nail' applied. We had had some cases before where the well-endowed girls got the fuzzier end of the lollipop.So I busted my ass from September to Christmas and lost fifteen pounds (every ounce of it in the gut and upper arms, because kickboxing and Pilates are like that and some things, like tits, are genetic,) and realized, 'well, tits, I don't like you and you don't like me, but we have to make this work.' Considering I made my own dress with my Daddy and Grandma's help, the weight loss wasn't a problem (four seams, no biggie,) but I still looked, well...busty. And that was with my DAD helping to make the dress!So, to be absolutely sure the administration gestapo wouldn't give me shiat about the dress, I asked Grandma (from whom said rack was inherited,) what she would do. I took her advice and spent exactly $22.95 at Joann Fabrics for some silky blue costume-sheer fabric, shiny beads, and delicate embroidery silk, plus a few fancy needles. (The fabric was on special.) Then I made myself an elegant scarfy shawl-thing, just a plain long rectangle of fabric with hemmed edges and a bit of embellishment for style. It was just the thing to tastefully cover my upper arms and the worst of the decolletage, and since my dress was done with time to spare, I made a special project out of just the shawl, figuring I could work on it at school and kind of 'show them, show them all!' that making one's own prom dress was awesome and not just something poor kids whose folks make theatrical costumes do.I hand-beaded the ends and a section near the edge it to match the dress during Study Hall, Home Ec and Art Class, and several of the other girls wound up doing the same. We even had a charming gay fellow (the date of a good friend whose boyfriend had dumped her to avoid the cost of prom tickets,) who worked the school mascot in silk petit point on a Walmart tie and still had time for the initials of the guy he liked on a satin handkerchief he carried as a pocket square. Embroidery and bead-embroidery became this incredible fad at school. Our one linebacker managed to make a cross-stitched stadium cushion as a gift for his mom, because it was cool to do so and he needed something to do while his ACL healed up.We wore the shawls to the door of Prom, posed for a picture with the dear older lady (a pal of Grandma's,) who volunteered at the school and taught us all bead embroidery, walked right past the administrators appropriate-as-you-please and then either used our shawls to mark chairs or tied them around our waists for dancing.It was like we were Breast Smugglers, sneaking white meat into prom through the cunning use of a fashion idea my Grandma suggested. We felt so pleased with ourselves, and all of our dates, even the gay one, approved of the shawls.Of course, Grandma also told us just how to conceal a hip flask, a switchblade and an emergency $20 in a formal gown, as well as how to completely incapacitate a date who got fresh using only a tiny clutch purse and a couple of pressure points. Apparently Forties proms and USO dances were way cooler than anything we get today.
SpiderQueenDemon: Of course, Grandma also told us just how to conceal a hip flask, a switchblade and an emergency $20 in a formal gown, as well as how to completely incapacitate a date who got fresh using only a tiny clutch purse and a couple of pressure points. Apparently Forties proms and USO dances were way cooler than anything we get today.
calm like a bomb: megarian:/would probably hit it, tooHow are you still single?
Andrew Wiggin: megarian: Especially when your chest is disproportionately largeher chest is fat like the rest of her. not disproportional./would have hit it
thenumber5: i call BS on the whole "Minder's search for the perfect prom dress took her all the way to Canada"that dress looks just like every other "Prom Dress" you can buy at any malland she is one jump away from overflowing (likely they reason the school has such a rule)
Sofa King Smart: I was thinking more like one of those self-inflating life rafts... but your 'biscuit dough' version seems somehow more appropriate in this instance.
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