Yesterday we went dress shopping for my quinceanera. I already know what dress I'm going to wear but we needed to pick out dresses for the Damas and get the shirts for the Chambelans. We left on the bus and got there about 10:20ish, all eleven of us. We then were there until 4sih. And no we didn't eat any lunch why we were there. Jennyi, who is helping plan every thing, already had an idea of a dress that might work so we went to the store where that was at first. All the Damas tried it on and we decided that, because they didn't have small enough sizes so it was big on everyone, we would look other places. I could be wrong, but my understanding is that centro is the main place where clothing stores are and where shopping happens. It's super huge and I, who am not bad at all with these kinds of things, can't even find my way around all the streets even though I've been there a bunch of times now. Despite it's vastness we were able to spend all day basically getting nowhere. For the girls it was really hard because all the dresses that we liked either were waaayyy to expensive or didn't go with the dress that I am going to wear. For the boys it was really hard because NOWHERE sells button down shirts in the same color in different sizes. Two of my Chambelans are a little smaller and younger than the other two so this proves to be a problem. I of course thought when we started that it would be super easy for the boys. I mean come on, it's just a red button down dress shirt. Pretty simple right? Wrong.
I'm sure it's much worse, but now I kinda understand what it's like to pick out dresses for a wedding. Not fun.
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