So what is it about graduations that forces girls into raiding all the white dresses in every store imaginable?
It was just yesterday, that I was ambling through the racks of Macy's-color blind to any dress that wasn't white. As a girl of a paler complexion, one wonders why. But, sadly, I have fallen victim to tradition of white graduation dresses.
Perhaps it is the awful memory of not knowing the "white for graduation" rule at my 8th grade graduation, and, am still scarred by it. Don't get me wrong— I'm all for being different, individual, unique, but I'm also one to follow such traditions.
I'm the kind of person who WON'T eat cold pizza for breakfast, won't show up to a party with out a gift, and always sends thank you cards. Call me rigid, traditional, perhaps anal, call me whatever you want, but I think society has certain etiquettes and procedures that should be kept.
So I've now two dresses for graduation on Sunday. Because, well, I'm rather indecisive. They're both white. And both knee length or shorter. And I have the pleasurable job of choosing between them.
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