And the dance I've chosen to tell a story about is........
Yes. That's a bouquet in my hand. And no, I wasn't getting married. My date (not pictured) and boyfriend at the time, happened to be the Italian exchange student at school. I believe he was thinking something along the lines of: more is better.
It was a nice thought, and it went well the dress.... which I made. (Should I pause here for dramatic effect?) ............. Yup, in Home Ec that year, our teacher told us we could choose anything as a final project. She was slightly skeptical when I told her I wanted to make my own prom dress. But with rhinestone straps and chiffon bell sleeves, it turned out in the end. Even if I had to rip out the zipper three times.
I completed the ensemble with a fake tan that very distinctly ended in a brown ring around the end of my chin. My date found this distinctly amusing and proceed to remind me of it, several times during the evening. In case you're wondering, we're not together anymore.
But the person is in this picture is my fabulously awesome foreign exchange sister, Maca. She hailed from Chile and was bold enough to wear a dress from Hot Topic to prom. Maca is also the person who introduced me to the rather interesting metal band somewhat ironically named, "Kittie," and who first tried to inform me that my foreign exchange student boyfriend, was perhaps not a good match.
Well, that's the end of my tale... I'm excited to see everyone else's stories and pictures!
Note: I didn't leave exchange boyfriend out of the picture out of some unresolved teenage angst. I just couldn't find a photo of him and I.