Warning: Female bitchiness ahead.
So I have this party on Friday. I was shopping for an outfit today and guess what? Apparently the perfect outfit doesn't exist, because everything I liked, either my stepmom or my sister didn't like. They didn't understand that I have a different taste than them. So then I settle for some POS outfit I didn't even like in the first place. I know what you guys are thinking. "It's just clothes. Calm your tits." Well guess what? They are MY clothes. I care how I look. Pardon me if I want one thing to go right with my party. I mean, look, all I wanted was my perfect outfit, and either I had to change everything but one part of it, or it looked too "mature". Well guess the forget what? I WANT TO LOOK MATURE! Okay?
Okay, I'm going to take a chill pill for a bit while you guys comment.