...My nails are sore. I can't type faster than 30 wpm, and I cannot pick up hair, lint, or tie my shoes with my fingers. And I almost wounded my eyeballs trying to remove my eye contacts with these fake things. I have an almost-infected cut on my thumb; a cut I have no idea how I received. There's a bruise on my foot from where Joanna stepped on me when we were were learning the waltz (I guess I shouldn't have taken my shoes off). And my body is sore. Probably from trying to dance on those cursed 5- inch heels (according to Florence) and taking pictures in uncomfortable positions.
But the minor injuries were all well worth it I believe.
So formal's just a time to put on a dress and some fake eye lashes and nails, eat dry chicken, take a gazillion pictures, and, at least this year, dance the macarana? to your heart's content.
Fun =).
But the minor injuries were all well worth it I believe. 
