Prom Season!

It's prom season! Pictured is Clay Manny, and I'm looking for a vintage tuxedo for him. A penguin suit. Clay is my mannequin I bought a few years back at an auction. Tell you about that another time. He did get beat up a little bit during the move.

Back to prom...isn't it wonderful when you go out for dinner and all of the high school kids are out in their beautiful gowns and tuxedos...look forward to it every spring! The dresses now are so, so, SO different than...well, from the dark ages known as the late 70's and early 80's.Then it kicks me back to THAT year. The year of prom hell. This was  a very traumatic time.  During my freshman year I was asked to prom. I accepted, and apparently I was too busy (??) to go shopping (??) and my mom went to Des Moines looking for my prom dress. She found it. She found it all right, in the lingerie section. Yep. I went in  a long nightgown. Don't worry, it had a little shawl. Apparently she fell in love with the swiss dotted material. So I went as Swiss Miss to prom. To her credit it did look a little bit like a Gunne Sax dress. She LOVES swiss dot material. Ahhh prom. Great memories.

Not really.  Not only was I wearing a nightgown but I didn't think I needed to wear a bra that night. Naw. Who was worried about gravity then? Mom told me to wear the damn strapless bra, but I knew what I was talking about and it was fine. (Besides, who wears a bra in a nightgown?)  Well, I found out all about the need for that extra material (the camera was huge with a HUGE flash) when the pictures came back a few weeks later. I was mortified! It was horrible! It was beyond embarrassing! I wanted to DIE, DIE, DIE!  Add I hated my short hair and braces. I destroyed all the pictures that I bought. Not really sure about the ones my prom date bought. Did I say how I wanted to crawl in a cave and hibernate for six months? I still do when thinking about that time.

Mother did know best in that situation.  Ughhhhh.  Dresses are so different now.

Well, now that I'm reliving that terrible time, I'm going to stop right here to get a glass of wine. 

Thanks. Wow. Getting a second glass.

Now, this brings me to the reason I posted Clay Manny's picture. I need to get a tuxedo, preferably from the 1970's and put him in the front window. You know, getting ready for prom which is May 04th here, in Gillette.  

Looking forward to seeing the beautiful gowns!


I wonder what the new neighbors will think about Clay....or me....haha!


My Grandma Becker's entry for this day:
April 24, 1990
"Up at 6:30 and got breakfast quite early. Gerald to Beaver Valley at 8:00. Elda's funeral. Stopped to see Helen. She has a lame back. Talked to Leota. Very humid and quite hot and windy. Very tired and lame."



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xoxo
Melody