If it was a perfect day...?

Today I remembered an old writing prompt they told us to do in second grade. I didn't think much of it until watching an hour and a half of the MTV show "Awkward." The prompt was a simple: If you were to have a perfect day, how would it go? Since nothing else has really happened with my day today, why not rewrite it?
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My bed suddenly bounces making the head board smack against my light purple wall. Although the sun was hardly up I could make- out the 2 figures of my best friends Emily and Sydney. Emily's brunette curls looked thicker and bouncier than usual and Sydney's hair was really long again and flat ironed. "Wake up sleeping beauty!" Emily yells to wake me up.
Sydney turns on my light and I rub my eyes. As I blink back into focus I realize I'm not baby- of- the- school- 13- year- old-Kailyn Wolffe. I'm 16- year- old- America's- Next- Top- Model Kailyn standing 5'10" and having super light blond hair reaching my waist. I look up at Emily and Sydney. Both of them were taller and older looking. Emily had on a white lace top and army green short shorts and Sydney had on a black tank top that had stripes of different colored sequins going across it with a pair of white short shorts. I look at my clock. I glower at the 2 of them.
"Guys, it's 5 AM. Please give me a good reason why you're here." I sigh walking over to my mirror. My skin was a lot tanner and my nose was thinner and more ski slope- like.
"Well," Sydney drags out. "Tonight is the Lily Brook Ball and you don't have a dress yet and we know you don't want to look like the idiot that wore jeans and a t- shirt in front of him, so Em and I figured what better place for you to get a dress than New York City?"
I smile widely. My mind clears up. The Lily Brook Ball was a dance that only the best of the best got to go to and he was the cutest boy I had ever seen that understood me and was funny and was just perfect. Emily rests her arm on my shoulder. "Plus, I happen to have tickets to the best show on Broadway."
I jump up and down. New York City, Wicked, Lily Brook Ball, and seeing the guy of the dreams all in one day? How much better could it get? I quickly get changed into a royal blue V- neck top and cuffed short shorts. I leave my hair down and we're out the door by 5:30 AM.
After a car ride filled with giggles and singing show tunes we reach New York City by 7:00 AM. We go into a little breakfast place in Manhattan where we get the world's best bagels for breakfast. Just as we're about to pay the bill the waiter stops us.
"No, no," He explains shaking his head. "Those nice boys over there paid for you. They said, 'Let us pay for those pretty ladies' meals.'"
Just as we turn our heads we realize the "boys" that paid for our meals were Cory Monteith and Kevin McHale. We jump up and down excitedly as we get their autographs and take pictures. By 8:30 we were going down Broadway to go inside to see "Wicked". Sadly, when we reach the door we find out our tickets were double sold. As we turn around and start to leave the theater depressed, a spark of luck occurs.
"Wait! Wait!" The ticket man call chasing after us. "Although your seats are taken, we do have some extra seats in the front row. If you don't mind it's in front of the orchestra and you'll be sitting next to Emma Watson, Rupert Grint, and Daniel Radcliff so there will security guards around you."
Sydney links arms with Emily and I. "That will be perfectly fine."
We take our seats in wide smiles. "Wicked" was glamorous because- due to a stomach flu and strep throat that went around- the original cast of "Wicked" had to fill in for them. After we left the show we went to a fancy French restaurant. I look around the restaurant then laugh. "I think is the first time so far today we haven't run into a celebrity."
I was a little disappointed when we were paying for our bill I felt a tap on my shoulder. I look up to see a bleached blond, fair woman wearing a dress that could probably fit 8 people under it and heels taller than a guinea pig on it's hind legs. I stare at her blankly for a few seconds before I realize I'm standing face to face with the Lady Gaga. Sydney and Emily start silently cheering with each other. I was so star struck I couldn't even stutter words.
"Hey little monster, I'm lovin' the shoes," She comments adjusting her outlandish head piece. I look down then realize I'm wearing my black sneakers that I had written "Property of Gaga" in.
"I- I- I like your music." I stutter out. Everyone breaks out in hysterics. Gaga giggled.
"Stay beautiful, sweetie," She says patting me on the shoulder.
I smile and turn back to the group. We all cheer silently. Then it was time for dress shopping. After 4 hours and countless boutiques, stores, and even a mini mart we finally found the perfect dress. We got home at around 5 and I quickly got my hair done then did my make- up myself. Everything was perfect and seemed so right...

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I walked down the long staircase of the Lily Brook Ballroom. Time seemed to stop for a second as I walked down the stairs in my royal blue gown that was tight fitting until it reached mid- shin where it flared out. The thick shoulder straps were slid off my shoulders. My hair was simple pulled back at the crown and everything that was tied back was curled. My eyes had wings painted on with a metallic light blue eye shadow.

Josh Groban music sung in my ears. He waited at the bottom of the stairs smiling and waiting for me. Sydney and Emily stood behind him giddy for me. He smiled even wider when I stood next to him. Even in my 2 inch Cinderella styled heels he was still taller than me. I bat my eyelashes at him and slyly smile back at him.

"Hey, beautiful," He finally blurts out.

"Hey," I peep with a giggle.

"May I have this dance?" He asks sticking his hand out.

I blush. "I gladly will."

As I went out there, in the center of the dance floor nothing felt important any more. The fact that I saw all the celebrities I love so much didn't mean a thing. The fact that I had Dylan and all his friends drooling over me on the sidelines was just as important as the last time I bought tomatoes. The fact that I had Maria envious of me seemed like it had been done so many times before. That moment of me feeling like a princess with him just made everything feel perfect.

Bless you. Love you.

Kailyn Wolffe

Fashion Forward Day 7

"Ooh, ooh, la, la, la. We love designer."


-Lady Gaga, Fashion


Yes everyone, it's part 2 of my fashion post! Here's the schedule of this post. It will start with more of my fashion discussion then move on to what happened in school today. Now let's continue more with fashion. Another trending style I'v been seeing are messenger/over-the-shoulder bags specifically vintage Coach styled- leather with a buckle lock. My favorite one of these bags was one my almost-friend *Tabitha has. It's a vintage Coach that is white leather and has tan leather on the inner part of the strap and on the stitching. It's so fetch (Mean Girls <3).
The funny thing about fashion is you can take a look at something so outrageous in a runway show or editorial and pick out what's going to be in style. Take this Prada editorial for example:

I don't know about you, but I think those hats are adorable and hysterical! Now, I know most of you will take one look at those hats and say, "Ew, I would never wear one of those." Look closely at the hats though. You can tell fur hats will be in style. Don't like fur hats? Bright color hats will really lighten up this fall and winter. Fashion isn't always what it seems. That is the end of today's fashion report.

Now time to move onto school. Tabitha and I are talking a lot more. What's a lot of fun is we had to go to a guidance thing, and rather than talking to the 2 other girls with us she talked to me! *Katy and I also talked after biology. What I find really interesting is the guys who never looked twice at me in middle school are talking to me in math class. In Spanish class there's this really nice girl who sits next to me named *Sara. She was quiet when we first met, but now we're becoming closer. There's this other girl in my Spanish class named *Maria, or as I like to call her Bit (big tits... I make a lot of movie references). She's a big one of these girls in my school:

She actually does kind of look like Jwoww and Snooki. From the hair, to the tan, to the boobs... except hers are real.

I wanted to get her to like me, so I tried talking to her for the first time because in my mind it goes like this. Talking -> More Talking -> Friendship -> Make More Friends -> Awesome High School Party Invites. I know it's unlikely, but I'm onto stage 2 with Katy and Tabitha! I needed to talk to her at some point to start the awesome party scale, so I looked for my first greeting that I found in her soccer uniform. Our very, very, very, very short end of the day conversation went like this:

Me: "Your name's Maria, right?" (Well no duh, I've known you sense seventh grade summer camp, I have friends talk about you and your massive boobs, we're Facebook friends, plus we have 2 classes together... in a row... that we just went to!"
Maria: "Yeah."
Me: "Good luck at the soccer game tonight."
Maria: *In an actual happy tone* "Oh, thank you!"

Then we both ran off to our lockers and left for the bus. My first interaction with Maria was pretty good in my opinion! I have talked to a lot of populars and gotten the "Oh...thanks..." response and I could tell Maria actually meant her thank you. I'll try to get a few more words in with Maria tomorrow and give you a review on that. I have to go now- Bones is on! Till then,

Bless ya! Love ya!

Kailyn Wolffe

P.S. Glee Countdown! 6 days, 2 hours, and 7 minutes!

*All the names marked with a "*" are NOT real. I made them up.