The difference between me and my sis on the weekends

My sis just left the house in a ball gown, with her hair done up and fluffy, wearing a tiara and my mother’s diamond earrings and her wedding shawl, with her spare ball gowns for friends to borrow. She’s going to a party.

Meanwhile, I’m sitting in my room with the shades drawn, curled up in a pile of blankets, wearing a sports bra and unbuttoned pants, in my bed that I turned into a cradle, with a full pizza and soda while I watch YouTube.