Okies, firstly, BAK owes everyone a huuuuuge apology for this post being sooo delayed and belated, but yeah, everything from Blogger issues (stupid thing wouldn't let me sign in, then ate up my post and it went *poof* and then refusing to upload pictures *curses* *plots to nuke Blogger HQ*) to my own Net connection being crappy and well, just a computer-hogging aunt, they're all to blame for this post being extremely late.
But yes, here's a long overdue Prom post, get ready for a BLAST of pictures *winks.
So our CAL Graduation Ball was right after we officially completed the A Levels course i.e. were finally free of Taylors, on the 17th of June, at the JW Marriot in KL.
That evening us girls all met up at Sash's (eh Sash, your house seems to be like KD HQ or something, besides our SS15 Starbucks, kan?) where Tubby, our much-loved Sugardaddy Chauffeur was to pick us up.
And since Sash was far from ready, poor Tubbs was treated to yet another Hearthrob-In-Training session; this time he learnt the importance of patience in waiting for girls to get dressed. And how to suck up to their mothers.... -_______-"
*The Dresses:
Sash; gorgeously classy black tube ball-gown, with a huge white bow around the back, effectively making her the world's sexiest present ever!
Pearl; pretty in pink, as the saying goes. A tube dress in pale pink, with black velvet vertical stripes and tiny ribbons, perfect for a pwincess!
Ally; Lacey and embroidered, a vintage-looking black-and-white spaghetti-strapped number that absolutely sparkled, drawing attention was hardly a problem!
BAK; Bright red and bling-ed out, a flowy yet simple short halter dress, perfect for the flashy slut!
And of all the horrors, Tubbs, whom I actually thought looked quite dashing when I first saw him, was wearing the el-cheapo freebie Taylors t-shirt underneath his coat!!!
Can you feel all that is holy in this world crashing down into a pile of dust and ash?
Honestly Tubbs, that was a real rock-bottom of your many fashion faux pas.
Anyhoos, we got lost a bit along the way to the hotel (again, blame Tubbs, lol) and we got our flirts on with some weirdo random pseudo-hotties on the street *teehee* as we circled BB trying to find the hotel's entrance.
But, we arrived fashionably late, just in time before it officially began =)
And well, much camwhoring ensued.
Caution: The pictures below contain extreme levels of hotness that may shock and stun you, and maybe even leave you gaping and drooling in awe. So please, we ask for restraint and self-control, though it is only natural to appreciate things of great beauty, please bear in mind that we are NOT pieces of meat.
*sniggers*
Enjoy!
PL4 @ Table 56
LEGS!!
(Ally belongs to KookyDoodelz, so don't even THINK about it!)
Mrs Ong, the memorable Law lecturer.
LEGS!!
(Ally belongs to KookyDoodelz, so don't even THINK about it!)
Mrs Ong, the memorable Law lecturer.
There was much dancing, and as you can see, a hell of a lot of narcissistic satisfaction (this lot's only the tip of the iceberg, folks!) and generally, a lot of good ol' fashioned fun!
=)
Can't you just feel the love?
After the prom, us girls headed back to Sash's, where we de-dolled and reverted to our normal, slightly-less hot selves (but still freaking hot lah, okay?!). And we indulged in our favourite past-time, chor dai di, junkfood, hotties (we watched Oceans 11) and much-needed Girl Time.
=)
Can't you just feel the love?
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