dear perfect prom dress,

where are you? i tried looking for you again today but i couldn't find you anywhere. i thought you were hiding in the yellow and torquoise strapless dress of sheer beauty but you weren't, because it was too expensive and i didn't have the boobs to fill it. then i thought i saw you in the nice minty one at dillards, but again my suspicions were unnecessary - that, too, would have exposed me at some point during the night.

i looked for you for two hours this afternoon, and you weren't in any store at westfield. you make me so sad.

tomorrow i shall try again. leave me clues, please, because i get lost easily in international plaza for reasons unbeknownst to everyone.

yours truly,
maggie