Down to my waist!
Hello, Today I am going to try to convince you to not do strapless dresses. I know, I know! You look good in them, they suit you. But please just hear me out before you say anything. So I was in grade 8 (Or secondary 2) and I had this good friend, who shall remain nameless. She is Cuban, so you can imagine that she is quite a curvy girl. One day she arrived at school in a strapless dress and holding another (We went to a public school!). She wanted me to wear it for the day. After a bit of convincing I agreed. I went about my business as usual but I was continuously pulling up the dress and adjusting it. I survived French and Maths class, I think it was, and even lunch without any mishaps. Then in third period just after lunch we had art class, my favourite! It was a very social class, so we were aloud to walk around and talk with people as we worked. So, towards the end of class I decided to go and talk to my friend Carl. Carl was like my brother, in fact at the beginning of ...