One of the downsides of moving this last year is all my photo albums are away in a cold, dark, and probably lonely box.
There are no pictures of me in my prom dress to post. But I can set the scene for you...
The dress I wore was a short, black, gathered, strapless peplum dress. At the top, I clipped a vintage rhinestone brooch to help keep it from falling as I was then a size two and had very little up top. (Good tip for making cleavage, BTW.)
Over the dress, I had a cropped faux fur jacket with mutton leg sleeves (vintage 30’s purchased at a cool store near the U of Washington).
I can’t remember the shoes, but they were probably black, and I pulled my hair back into a pony tail with a gold clip. Slightly fluffed 80’s bangs completed the look.
My date, Michael, was my best boy-friend and went to a private school. We went to each other’s proms. He wore a cool black tux with a white tie, very old school. We looked awesome together. My dad took a picture of us near the front door, but as I said, it’s been filed away in the dark boxes.
So my prom, lazily themed “The Time of My Life” was at the Seattle Aquarium. It sounded like a cool venue, and it was, but the prom committee totally crapped out on the refreshments – I think there was tang and oreos. (Note to future prom planners, don’t let a Running Back be in charge of that kind of thing!)
I remember sitting on a bench under the giant fish dome, where you could see bottle-nosed sharks and other creatures swim by overhead, and thinking about how cool it would have been to be with someone I loved and who loved me.
Michael was great. He was good-looking and a fabulous friend, but I never had the prom-romance you read about in books. In fact, until that moment under the fish dome I hadn't even wanted that kind of thing before. It's funny what a little watery lighting and sharks will do to a girl.
Anyway, maybe as a result of my epiphany under the fish dome, school dances figure prominently in my young adult novels.
I have this fantasy about what those events should be like – and they’re a bit like John Hughes’ movies like Pretty in Pink. Although in my fantasy, Andi ends up with Ducky, not Blaine. :)
Anyway, congrats to Tina on her wonderful release! I’m so proud of you!!!!
Heather Davis is the author of
Never Cry Werewolf
Coming in 2008 from HarperCollins