Sprite's Keeper
Stiletto Mom
Blissfully Caffeinated
Go ahead, play along, the cool kids are doing it.
I have no pictures of my senior prom. Why? I don't know. I DO know that my boyfriend wasn't going to go with me because he didn't like the idea of going to a dance with no intention of dancing and he thought he would be bored just sitting at a table around a bunch of idiots he didn't like (he thought everyone was an idiot). It's too bad because he was sort of cute.
The morning of senior prom, he picked me up at my house and was driving me to a bank. I was wearing my uniform because later he was going to drop me off at the movie theater I worked at since I was scheduled to work the matinee.
We were at a stoplight. he got the green arrow, was making a left hand turn and some geezer ran the red light and crashed into us.
A couple hours later, I was sitting on my mom's porch crying and bleeding. He felt so bad (as he should, I was a concert ballerina until that point) so he said, "Is there anything I can do?"
I said between sobs, "Go with me to prom." So he borrowed my dad's tux and my uncle's shoes and my mom's car and took me to prom. I wish I had pictures because I was wearing the prettiest sleek black gown, my hair was down and my face was dolled up with lovely makeup - and it was black and blue from the accident!
I hate to disappoint you though so here are pictures from other dances.
1992 - Freshman Year Winter Ball. My mom bought me that chair when I was 11. We saw it at an antique store and I immediately fell in love with it - it had zero upholstery. She had it restored and gave it to me as a gift. I still love it. It lives in my mom's house.
1993 - Sophomore Year, Mascoutah Senior Prom. I went to the Mascoutah Prom with a family friend, Josh. We grew up together so he was more like a brother. His grandpa let him borrow the town car. It smelled like an old man, but it was nice of him to relinquish his beloved horseless carriage for one night. I don't know why he had trouble finding a date. It could have been that most girls were intimidated by his extensive knowledge of fire arms or his collection of knives. I'm happy to report that he has a much nicer hair cut these days as well as a beautiful family and a wife who appreciates his penchant for weapons.
1994 - Prom. Juniors could go to the senior prom if they were invited. The above picture is Nick Somethingorother, the Swedish exchange student (or was he from Finland? I forget) and his date, Jenni Gruenert - then there's me, then there's Rhiannon and her date, Drew. I look a little pudgy here and that's because I was an exchange student to Brazil where I gained some weight. I loved that dress though. It was from the 1950's and I bought it at a boutique that sold only vintage dresses. My mom gave me a corsage. Isn't she sweet? My reason for not having a date wasn't because I was a loser or anything you might be thinking along those lines. I just didn't feel the need to desperately run around begging people for a date when I felt totally comfortable in my own skin.
