My mom made me a lovely yellow net "gown" for my 8th grade graduation dance. The net was so robust within an hour of relative inactivity, ie: standing against the gymnasium wall by the punch bowl hoping no boy would ask me to (gasp) dance, my inner arms were shredded to a pulp. I spent three hours in pain and then the dance ended. All in all a successful evening. I mean I knew I'd never have to wear this dangerous dress again.
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Was it a "Gone with the Wind" theme dance or something. If you ask me, you look pretty intimidating. The hoop skirt probably was meant to keep the lads at arm's distance.
Well, you know what they say, no pain no gain.
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