click if you have no idea who they are). I made the necklace, thrifted the shoes & bag, and found the dress on Etsy. My mom made a few alterations to it (like flipping it inside out), and helped give me boobs. Few things are more awkward and hilarious than your own mother stuffing padding down your dress and saying, "We must make them bigger!"
We danced the night away in costume on Saturday with friends, and topped it off with a huge plate of Mexican food. I'm not sure how Joan eats a burrito at 2am, but I inhaled mine and actually found a bean in my purse the next morning.