Update:
As I mentioned in the PNM's story I have spent her teenage years biting my tongue. I just had to tell all of you: I FINALLY said, "Told you so!"
Presents: Presents is, as I mentioned in the thread, a ceremony held throughout the Row. Every house, on the same day but at different times of the day, "present" their pledges to all of the parents. And, as I mentioned the only reason that the Reluctant One agreed to rush was to wear this dress.
The night before Presents (every girl guards their dress with the secrecy of the CIA and the KGB in the old days) my PNM threw a hissy fit. My dress is too fancy! I'll look like an idiot! It's a WEDDING dress. ....so you get the picture.
I remained calm in the storm that is the PNM in full fury. No, I assured her. So would NOT have the fanciest dress. As we approached the house we saw girls in mermaid, princess, tulle, omg! BEAUTIFUL dresses. (I WILL LOOK SO RIDICULOUS! came the scream the night before). BEAUTIFUL GIRLS (and I mean this for all the houses) flounced their dresses. Saw a Bagley Mischka...I mean serious dresses.
My PNM looked stunning, as did her sisters. Her dress was elegant, appropriate and fit like a dream.
She was happy...................but did she say anything?
That night we went to dinner. I couldn't stand it anymore.
Did you have fun today?
Yes!
Like your dress?
Yes (the voice was softer and a bit reluctant)
Was it too fancy?
No.
Did I do a good job?
...............................yes
And what do we say?
choke...choke...Thank you mommy........
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