if this does not make you pee your pants laughing, nothing will.
senior winter formal. i actually remember this one and it was really, really fun.
date: charles moore. i asked him. wanna know how? well, the dance was in january and it was girls ask guys. i am not the kind of person to just ask, it had to be in a "cool" way. after the christmas holidays we had a 40 of budwieser hanging around my parents house that some one had given my dad in a basket. no one around our house was going to drink it so i decided to take it, get a yellow rose and write on a card something creative. i think it was something like "will you be my bud and go to winter formal with me?" i brought it to a party. he said yes.
dress: i remember struggling to find a dress. finally i found a black one that fit me really good- but it had a lame butterfly pendant on one of the straps. my mom took that off and sewed on the leopard print. grrr. i loved that his tux matched perfectly.
other magical details: i am pretty sure a picture is worth a thousand and a half words when it comes to this post so please scroll on. but i do remember having a super amazingly great time. i loved everything about this dance- rad hair, rad friends to go with, lots of dancing. like i said it was great.
and now, on with the self embarrassment...
our group- CRENSHAW!
but ashley, what is that crown doing on your head? are you a princess too?
king damien and queen me.
funny story: first i have to say this kid was super cool, he played soccer and ran track and was one of the nicest people you will ever meet. that being said, apparently some people didn't think he was the best looking king they had seen. i gave my great-grandma a copy of this picture- she was really proud that her great-grand daughter was a queen. the next time i went over to her house and into her bedroom i noticed the picture on the mirror in her room. how sweet, huh? best part is- she had covered up the king with another picture, all you could see was me. i had to laugh and that picture stayed up on her mirror for a long time.
i am sure his great-grandmother did the same thing to my side of her picture.
does it look like my smile is messed up? my face hurt so bad from smiling at this point. you take pictures before the dance, tons of pictures during the dance then get this crown dug into your head and you have to smile more for a whole lot more. i just remember my face really hurting.
and my parents snuck onto the place that the dance was to listen to see if i won. sneaky kids. i guess they thought it was cool, and i think charles' mom went with them. i don't remember thinking it was all that big of a deal, but i probably did at the time. or maye not.
oh, and my best buddy andd partner in crime, lauren will post a comment saying that she rigged the voting. i like to think that i was just nice and people genuinely liked me, but...
senior girls (if you can't find me it's cause i am cut off on the bottom)soccer girls
you peed your pants didn't you?see ya next week.