I'll be driving up to here:
To watch my niece to this:
I'm just a little bit afraid of what this will be like. Thank God Stiletto Mom posted about this frightening phenomena awhile back or I would not know what to expect.
So as to not make my niece totally embarrassed by my appearance I've fired up my curling iron, bought the giant Costco size bottle of hair spray, packed my industrial tube of mascara, pulled out that leftover pot of blue eyeshadow that has been lurking in my bathroom since the 80s and had my belly button pierce (okay, I didn't have my belly button pierced. JR would have had a fit. After the tattooing incident he's been rather vocal about my body art).
Wish me luck. I'll send pics if I can.