y Cassidy loved all your comments so much on her interview last week that she offered us The Cinderella Society Giveaway.The Cinderella Society
Sixteen-year-old Jess Parker survives by staying invisible. After nine schools in ten years, she's come to terms with life as a perpetual new girl, neither popular nor outcast. At Mt. Sterling High, Jess gets the chance of a lifetime: an invitation to join The Cinderella Society, a secret club of the most popular girls in school, where makeovers are the first order of official business. But there's more to being a
Cindy than just reinventing yourself from the outside, a concept lost on Jess as she dives tiara-first into creating a hot new look.With a date with her popular crush and a chance to finally fit in, Jess's life seems to be a perfect fairy tale. That is until the Wickeds--led by Jess's archenemy--begin targeting innocent girls in their war against the Cindys, and Jess discovers her new sisterhood is about much more than who rules Mt. Sterling High School. It's a centuries-old battle of good vs. evil, and the Cindys need Jess on special assignment. But when the mission threatens to destroy her new dream life, Jess is forced to choose between this dream realized and honoring the Sisterhood. What's a girl to do when the glass slipper fits, but she doesn't want to wear it anymore?
What do you win?
A glass slipper! Now, I ask you, who doesn't want their own glass slipper? Isn't it adorable! Wonder who can squeeze their foot into this?
How do you win?
All you have to do is be a Follower of my blog and leave a comment answering this question by tonight midnight PST:
What is the craziest thing you have ever done to fit in?
Winner will be announced tomorrow! :)
25 comments:
Stood out of the window of a moving car and attempted to put my other foot in the window of the car driving next to us. (Yes I got the idea from the movie Footloose AND it was stupid)
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This is a fun topic. Here's mine: In middle school I hadn't quite learned to control my hair or wear flattering clothes, so I kinda got made fun of by the "in crowd". To be considered "cool", I forged a letter from the popular guy I had a crush on. When it came time to start showing "his letter" to my friends, my character kicked in and stopped me because it wasn't ethical. Side note: he went on to become a bit of a (insert non-flattering word here) and later actually flirted with me ... I was over him by then.
Hello! I follow your blog via GFC. The craziest thing I have ever done to fit in is...I have no idea. I really always have been myself for the most part. ;)
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OMG I WANT THAT SLIPPER!!!!!
OK, the craziest thing I ever did to fit in was eat what I later discovered was raw beef. GROSS.
In my opionion...feeling the need to fit in is crazy enough! :)
Became a cheerleader. I only did it one year though. I went back to band. It was a lot more fun. Go figure.
Oh my gosh I don't know about this question lol! I guess I was a bit opposite and did everything to not "fit in." Maybe I was a weird teen. LOL!
'Kay, so I'm already a follower! Yay!
The craziest thing I did to fit in...In the 8th grade, I totally got in a bully's face and told 'em off to defend someone else. Mind you, I was a total wall flower in junior high and generally didn't say more than "peep." ;)
Drank a lot and squeezed my butt into jeans too tight.
Growing up is not over rated. :D
Probably the craziest thing I did as a teen was throw house parties when my parents were out of town (ssh, don't tell).
And, yes, once the cops came to the house!
I got a perm which made me look like a poodle. The vice principal even said so. I never had a perm again.
It all started with a ring
PRECIOUSSSS....
After many rude stares and bitchy comments about my LACK of wedding ring.....(were my 2 offspring REALLY the PROGENY of my so-called hubby....or the milkman who rode the DONKEY every day to my house...or, was the DONKEY DADDY??? - HEY, I live in Greece)...
I decided to start wearing my precious wedding RING again to show those GOSSIPY WITCHES (spelt with a B) that - YES - I REALLY WAS MARRIED to the best looking donkey owner in the village (NO, NO!-NOT the milkman. We had a donkey, too)
THE PROBLEM:
THE RING was a bit tighter than when I had got married...the quality of those made in CHINA products are very iffy...
BUT - Did I mention I live in Greece? Well, we have an abundance of olive oil, so I used great quantities trying to squeeze the flipping thing back onto that naked little ring finger...
Feeling finally superior with my new look, I made a great entrance and show to all the other MAMA'S brandishing my adorned "piglet" (that's what the bloody finger looked like squashed to death with that metallic girdle) ...YES - The effect was breathtaking...they just stared...and stared...till finally one brave matron cleared her throat and asked:
"Oh, do you wear your wedding ring on the OTHER hand in non-Orthodox countries, then ?
*.........................*
(the sound of my stunned silence)
My adorable DONKEY....I MEAN HUBBY...did a removal operation shortly after as I was in severe danger of loosing my finger to gangrene....he also had the ring enlarged - 4 SIZES!!
HEY LADIES - that slipper isn't made in CHINA is it...?
I wrote rather a lengthy tale about me, my wedding ring and my beloved DONKEY but although I thought it had been saved it seems to have flown off into cyberspace! Can't write it again!
Thanks for the post!
You know those pretty reflectors on the side of the road? Well some of them would come loose and we would drive around and "collect" them. Never found out what my friend did with them.
Dressed up in killer heels to go to a college party where I really didn't like anyone. (Note I don't drink either.)
- Rebecca
Great contest - what an awesome prize!!
Hmmm - I can't think of anything crazy I did to fit in. Obviously I've blocked all of my highschool memories... :)
How nice of Kay to do that. Thanks!
My answer:
You know that adage, if your friend jumped off a cliff would you do it too? Well, yeah, I did. The popular weekend hang out in high school was a cove at nearby lake. I was chickening out to dive off the cliffs into the water, so my BFF said on the count of three we'd jump together. Only problem was in my panic to not lose my Ms. Brave Outdoorsy Girl image, I didn't look before I leaped. There was a flat rock jutting out of the water and I landed on it. You want to look cool? Try limping out of the woods with half the high school watching you bleed from a huge abrasion wound on your thigh, two sprained ankles and one broken tail bone. Hieght of cool. (But the bitterest part was that I was the only sober one there.)
It didn't help me fit in, BTW, but I tried. :o)
Swallowed a minnow. There were some very cute boys.
(I actually wore "glass" slippers to a dance once. (Actually plastic and VERY uncomfortable.) No lost slipper...I held onto both of them. I didn't care for my date THAT much.
Cute book premise!
I think I was pretty much myself, but I did try some awful 80's fashions like acid washed jeans.
I also am sure I drank more than I should have in college...
Do you just say Glass Slipper!!!! So rocking awesome!
Okay, my craziest way to fit in was to everyone I met in Indonesia that I had two children, Jacob and Keira. But it was all a lie.
In Indonesia, if you've been married more than a year and don't have kids it's concidered VERY bad. So after a few months of wagging fingers I finally started lying to stop the frowns and whispers.
I have to say, Jacob and Keira were quite the handful.
Unfortunately, I went out on mischief night--the night before Halloween--and toilet papered houses with my best friend. It just seemed like EVERYBODY was doing it. We were chased by dogs through the woods, and then got picked up by the COPS on our way home. My glasses fogged up in the cop car, so I directed the cop to the wrong house. Finally we straightened everything out, and we arrived at my home, where we were greeted at the front door by my little brother in his underwear. Seriously. For some reason, my mom was fine with the small amount of mischief (we didn't do anything damaging to property) and worked things out with the cop. I don't even think my mom called my friend's parents--she would have been grounded for life! After the cop left our house, my friend slept over, and I threw up all over her at some point during the night. I guess the excitement got to me! And--to this day, she's still my best friend--isn't she awesome?!
Gotten a mullet. We called it the "bi-level."
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OMG these stories were hilarious!
I've spent around 5 hours getting my hair done when it was a wreck. It was absolute agony.
I generally don't go out of my way to fit in.
I'm a follower. :)
As much as I would love to have the glass slipper, sitting here thinking about some of the things I've done I wouldn't consider crazy. Stupid for sure though. But I wasn't a follower, I would have done them even if I wasn't cool.
However, the one crazy thing I did do in college to fit in was lose about 30 pounds in one month. I did this so the head guy of Delta Epsilon Chi would want to date me.
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