Just to let you know up front, I'm writing this post whilst supervising a second grader and kindergartner home schooling, so if I slip into "A says a, a, apple" mode, I'm sorry. I'm also drinking my coffee, and trying to keep my coffee breath away from the Princess who has made it known several times she does not appreciate the smell of coffee breath. I'm a multi-tasker, watch me go!
Tia posted her high school i.d. I thought about digging out my college one because we didn't get i.d.'s in high school, but I found something better. And by better, I mean hideously mortifying to all involved.
I don't have as many old pictures scanned as I thought. I'm sorry if I've shared this picture already on my blog. This is my freshman year right before the homecoming banquet. Yes, I said banquet. Remember when I told you I went to a private Christian school? Yeah, they don't believe in dancing, so I've never learned. So does the fact that there was no dancing might make the GINORMOUS train a little less odd-looking? Please? Yeah, there's really no excuse for that stupid train. It was a hand-me-down, but I asked to wear it. My mom offered to make me a new dress (there was a dress code that made store-bought dresses nearly impossible for me), but stupid me, I asked to wear that monstrosity.
I didn't have a date that year, we went as a group of girls, and had a slumber party after the big shindig. Why am I wearing a corsage if there was no date, you ask? My daddy bought it for me. Yeah, aw, whatever.
Those glasses alone are worth their own post. They're very Sally Jesse Raphael, huh? Although you probably can't tell in the picture, they had a deep red tortoise shell pattern. Ooo baby, I was stylin'. That was my last pair of glasses. The very next year, I got contacts, got my braces off, and got a boyfriend. Coincidence? I think not.
So yeah, I spent the whole night trying to keep my train out from under other people's feet, and I loved every minute of it! It was my first formal banquet ever, and I was dressed like a princess. Teenage hormones do crazy, weird things to you.
Tia posted her high school i.d. I thought about digging out my college one because we didn't get i.d.'s in high school, but I found something better. And by better, I mean hideously mortifying to all involved.
I don't have as many old pictures scanned as I thought. I'm sorry if I've shared this picture already on my blog. This is my freshman year right before the homecoming banquet. Yes, I said banquet. Remember when I told you I went to a private Christian school? Yeah, they don't believe in dancing, so I've never learned. So does the fact that there was no dancing might make the GINORMOUS train a little less odd-looking? Please? Yeah, there's really no excuse for that stupid train. It was a hand-me-down, but I asked to wear it. My mom offered to make me a new dress (there was a dress code that made store-bought dresses nearly impossible for me), but stupid me, I asked to wear that monstrosity.
I didn't have a date that year, we went as a group of girls, and had a slumber party after the big shindig. Why am I wearing a corsage if there was no date, you ask? My daddy bought it for me. Yeah, aw, whatever.
Those glasses alone are worth their own post. They're very Sally Jesse Raphael, huh? Although you probably can't tell in the picture, they had a deep red tortoise shell pattern. Ooo baby, I was stylin'. That was my last pair of glasses. The very next year, I got contacts, got my braces off, and got a boyfriend. Coincidence? I think not.
So yeah, I spent the whole night trying to keep my train out from under other people's feet, and I loved every minute of it! It was my first formal banquet ever, and I was dressed like a princess. Teenage hormones do crazy, weird things to you.
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I love pics like this. :) Ahh..memories....
I used to want SJR glasses! The red ones she used to wear, I think.
The girl in the pink and black piece of divine fabric... I was a maid of honor in that same pattern, diff color. Wow, I wonder what ever happened to my dress...
Hahaha!! I won't even ask what year that was!!
Pics like this make me think of my own high school events. :) That was sweet that your dad bought you a corsage. :) I remember when I was a freshman or sophomore in high school I complained that I didn't have a boyfriend around Valentine's Day so my dad had flowers sent to my school for me...which was sweet, but also embarrassing since I had to tote them around school & continuously tell people they were from my dad. :) Luckily I got a boyfriend pretty soon after that (my husband) so I didn't have to go through repeats of it.
Nen, it was '90-'91. That should count as some kind of excuse right?
soul_searching_mama, That is so sweet! My older sis bought me a carnation (the honor society sold them as a fund-raiser) one year and she signed it as Gaston from Beauty and the Beast. Strangely enough without planning ahead, she got one from Gaston, too. :)
LOL...I had glasses like that. =D
HAAAAAAWT!! Look at all that shimmery fabric!
Okay, that picture is just plain awesome. I love pictures like that!!
Aww! Seriously, I kind of just felt like I went to the dance with you?
I never had a date to a dance either. Meaning, I never danced. Meaning, I can't dance either. So... I probably would have been with you and your friends at your slumber party, hanging out with my head gear on. We totally would have been bff, haha.
OMG, this pic could have seriously been from my Jr prom. Honestly, I would have rather gone with just some of my girlfriends. As it was, I went with my sister's best friend's brother...who I'd met...the day of my prom. Talk about uncomfortable. I never told my friends how I knew the guy...all they knew was that I went with a college guy they didn't know...it was all mysterious and they thought I was cool...rather than the loser who couldn't get a single person to ask me...sob.... At least with a bunch of friends, I would have had a better time. My "date" had just had knee surgery and couldn't even dance!
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