Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Prom



Prom is in the air.  The girls at church have been chattering about it for the last month.  I love to hear about their dresses, where they're going for dinner, and how they were asked.  I always end my questioning with, "Do you think he'll kiss you?" I love asking because it makes the girls so deliciously squeamish I know they're thinking a kiss would be the perfect ending to such a magical night. Maybe not.

I didn't have good luck in the Prom department.

1.  Jr. Mid-Winter: I got dumped the week before because my curfew was too early, 12:00--no matter what.  Mi madre bought me a Smiths t-shirt instead of a dress. It was a deeply sympathetic gesture since she hated The Smiths.  "Their music is so depressing."  She'd sing in a mockingly made-up, monotone melody, "I'm going to kill my dog."  I loved The Smiths, still do.

2.  Jr. Prom: I L-O-V-E-D my date.  After we were both graduated from high school, he told me he was more interested in boys than girls.  I always tell mi Madre, "He was the safest Prom date in the deep blue sea." In case you were wondering, he didn't try to kiss me, not even close.

3. Sr. Prom: I went stag. Twice. (That's a story for another post.) 

I always enjoyed getting ready for Prom.  I would dedicate an entire day to Prom sprucing. I would go tanning, get my nails done, and take 3 hours to bangify and curl my hair.  I've always loved hair, especially hair accessories.  Luckily a few girls asked me if I could design something special for their Prom hairdos.  

If I'm wearing one of these when mi Amor comes home from work, do you think he'll ask me to dance?  Maybe I'll even get a kiss.

15 comments:

  1. Katy...Those are soooo cute. Jensen has been wanting one and I could never find her one. Would you be willing to make another and sell to me? (the black one)

    BTW I love your blog. You are a great writer and fabulous at expressing yourself.

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  2. those are lovely. i think a kiss and a dance are are def. in order!

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  3. Brandee, I would love to. Would you like the flower on a stretchy headband or a clip?

    Thank you, Jill.

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  4. I love those hair decor doowiggies. I never was asked to prom. I'm kind of glad, because it would have been difficult to get the orphanage to cough up a new dress.

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  5. Love 'em- our YW have no idea how lucky they are to have you guys around!

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  6. Louise, Are you kidding? If you've never been to a prom, I'm going to have to send you a complimentary hair accessory. Please tell me that the Rabbit will dance with, while you're listening to Carley Simon and wearing a flirty flower in your hair. I can ship a back brace along with the clip if necessary.

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  7. Caryn, I don't know about that. I told them a story about kissing last night. I might be released on Sunday, right after I give my talk on prayer.

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  8. Jensen would like the black flower on a stretchy headband. Thanks!

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  9. Love the headbands! Margaret was telling me you make them...I think i'm interested in purchasing some for our new little bundle of joy, that is if you are in the business to sell them.

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  10. Who was your date to Jr Prom?

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  12. No, I don't remember him. And I just packed my yearbooks up so I can't go consult them either. Dang it all! (Notice I didn't use the word "damn" cause that would have been bad.) Love your blog by the way!

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  13. Remember how much we/I loved Ian from the Cult. You loved Bon Jovi, right? I loved sitting next to you in Seminary, looking at all those magazines. Where were our scriptures? Were we listening? I don't even remember who our teacher was. Sister Tidwell?

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  14. LOL.Bon Jovi...she STILL loves them!! :)

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  15. Hee hee, yes I'm still totally in love with Jon. If I could draw hearts right now I would. :) I forgot about those magazines. My best guess is that if Sis Tidwell was our teacher that year, we were certainly not listing! (Or the year it was Sis. Hoffines)

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