KILLER HEELS, A VINTAGE CLUTCH & MISMATCHED UNDIES IS ALL I GOT....

When you score an invite to a ball (the black tie kind) excitedly say yes - 'YES!' and then freak out because you have nothing to wear.
Like actually really, REALLY nothing to wear, as opposed to the I've-already-worn-that-to-the-last-ball-princess-diva kind of nothing to wear. (-except killer heels, which I may indeed fall off so long has it been since we two looked at each other let alone WALKED together; ... order homecoming dresses online