Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo......

Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

Put 'em together and what have you got

Bibbidi bobbidi boo

Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo

~Cinderella~

Heather had purchased a dress for the ball. It was a plain simple one from Dillards. As time got closer I began to have my doubts about the dress. It just didn't seem to fit the evening. I suggested that we go to Suzanne's Boutique to look for a gown. October is not the time to go formal dress shopping. The only thing left are the dresses from prom that no one purchased. Heather tried on just about every gown in the shop. Nothing was just right. She had to deal with the fact that she would be coming off steroids. The gown had to have a bit of room to expand or shrink depending on how the chemo fell.

The blue gown was the last one they had and were not sure how it would fit. It was a smaller size than all the other gowns and we really didn't have hope that it would fit right. Once the gown was on and we laced up the back it was a perfect fit. This was the ball gown. The one that made Heather feel like a princess for her ball. The best news is that the back laced up so it could be tightened or loosened depending on what was needed at the time of the ball.

Heather had played with different wigs and different shades of makeup looking for just the right look. She tried an updo with the long dark wig with her tiara, but decided that she looked more like Cinderella if she went with the blond short wig. Her makeup was a smoky eye palette from Chanel. The perfume she wore that night was Victoria's Secret Rapture. This was my signature fragrance and I would let Heather wear it on special occasions. Only fitting that she would wear that fragrance on this special night.

When Heather finished her treatments I bought her a blue topaz and white gold "princess" choker. I thought that maybe she could wear it on her wedding day. This was purchased BEFORE the gown was bought. I had no idea that this would match and this would be the only time that she would wear this necklace alive. The matching earrings were given to Heather as a special gift from a special someone.

 The day of the ball was me getting my hair done for the first time ever in my life. My Daddy had flown in for the occasion. We all met up and had lunch at Subway. Then we went to the Arizona Golf Resort to check out the decorations and make sure that everything was done to my satisfaction. The cake was there and we were all blown away by how beautiful it was. Everything was absolutely stunning and perfect. As I knew the evening would be.

 

 All of us got ready. Heather and Daddy would stay behind and ride in the limo that would be arriving to take them to the ball. The one thing that had to be done is Heather had to be laced into her dress before I left. She had worked on her makeup and it was time to get her into the gown. Heather and I were joking and playing around about how much she had to suck in to fit into the gown. She had no wig on and her hair was just little duck fuzz at the time. We were all in a great mood. Jenn took the opportunity to take a few photos of us clowning around. As I left, I remember giving her a kiss and telling her I would see her there.

Later that evening as the ball ended, Heather rode home in a Jeep with the top off. Being the "girl" that she was, she didn't want to mess up her wig so she took it off. Heather had the best time riding in the Jeep and the looks that she was given when they stopped at lights and people looked over to see her in her amazing ball gown with no hair. Once everyone was home we all went out into the back yard and lit the rest of the long sparklers that we had for the ball. Then we came in and had more cake. It was just a time of laughing and having such a good time. Life was good.

So this day is remembered with tears and smiles blended together. Remembering how amazing she looked and how much fun she had. Five months later she would wear the dress, wig, tiara and jewelry again. Only this time it was not a happy occasion. The dress and the wig are gone forever. Only fitting that she be cremated in those. Her purse and shoes sit in the box they came in. The necklace and earrings sit in a velvet and satin lined box as well. Her tiara sits on the heart box that sits on the piano that holds her ashes. Absolutely will never be forgotten how amazing the evening was on 

November 8, 2008.

Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo as to how you make a princess
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BAJr1ixBdIc