Decluttering lately and I found my prom dress. Haven't worn it since that night 12 years ago, and I was immediately taken back to that time of being careless, free, young, and hopeful. (Not that I'm not still those things, minus careless.) This night was easily one of the most memorable nights of my life... Prom, the diner hangout afterwards, Katie's party, and hanging out with someone into the wee morning hours whom I had a silly crush on. The dress isn't very physically flattering on me. The length is all wrong for my height, the bottom half reminds me of a circus tent, and the top half does nothing for my chest. None of that even matters, I bought it because I felt like a fairy in it.
I'm all for decluttering of physical items, as well as the mind, but this is one thing I will never part with... It's never going to be just a dress. It was the start of the best Summer of my life. It's so weird to grow up. You never get used to it, and it never stops, but I can always feel 18 when I put this on.
To quote one of my all time favorite lines in television history from one of my favorite shows "I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them." 💜❤💚❤💛