Getting ready for her big premier...
Aren't they beautiful?
I think she is the prettiest in my opinion...
On the arm of her undoubtedly rich young escort
Their final big premier. This level of mingling is too nerve wracking for me to even imagine so much as walking down that aisle...
I got these photos from newyorksocialdiary.com
Imagine... a monotonous social life splashed with jewels, shopping, parties, and vacations in the French Riviera. Oh! For some reason it reminds me of Blair (juicystar07).
But no...sadly I have a vastly different story. I am more of an "All of Tomorrow's Parties" tragedy than an Audrey Hepburn dream-come-true. I can't imagine having such an important social event in my life, when I am caught in a noisy family that is the butt of neighborhood jokes (and the general back-end of our median neighborhood value). I don't have much of a social life. I will. But I sit and wonder what it would be like to be so beautiful, rich, entertained, and happy.
Now I am not saying that money equals happiness. After all, money can turn people into shameful things. Then again I may just be saying that to salvage the remains of my dignity...I had more of it before I wrote this pathetic post :/
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