Yesterday, my mom's store had its grand opening. They had live music (Some of her bluegrass friends), snacks, and a little hutch of baby chicks! (It's a play on their store name) Oooooh, they're so cuuute! I helped with facepainting and got to acquaint myself with some awesome kids in the process. Conversing with little kids is so much fun. I also got to give an eight month old named Isabella her first facepainting, and she was quite well behaved while I painted a little pink flower on her cheek, which surprised her mother. As her mom conversed with the lady at the cardmaking table, I got to play with Isabella. She liked me too, and few things can make one smile like the acceptance of a fussy baby. We played games like shaking our heads in unison, sticking out our tongues at each other, holding hands and moving our arms up and down really fast (She thought that one was hilarious.)
Later, my aunt came to do my hair in the back room, and I got all gussied up and ready to go to the prom.
"After all, Prom stands for promenade. And you can't promenade alone."-Drew Barrymore, Never Been Kissed.Ha!
At least one chick did, in fact, promenade down the red carpet on her own; that much I know.
Well... not quite alone... I was escorted by a pink balloon. (Announced simply as 'Escorted by- A Balloon!') I got quite some applause as I made my promenade en solo, and everyone liked the idea. (We later decided to name the balloon Sylvester)
We went in a group of twelve to the market square where the dinner and dance was held; in a huge rental van, in which we snacked on cheese, crackers, fruit, and had sparkling juice in plastic champagne glasses.
The place we went to was really fancy, and everyone looked so nice! The dinner started soon after our arrival, and it was also excellent, although I didn't try the ribs, on account of an already full plate when I reached the end of the buffet, and once I had finished what I took, I felt rather full. I think it was the corset, probably restricted my appetite.
The chicken was good, though, and we also got some awesome mousse parfait-like cups for dessert. I didn't really care for the toffee sprinkles, but mousse is mousse!
They had already been playing lots of Jazz and swing towards the end of dinner, and a few scattered people were dancing around to it, so I had hoped that might signify the theme for the night, however, I was disappointed. The first dance was a slow something by Sinatra (I think...) which I got to share with Tony. The rest of the night we danced in a large group and shifted around person to person. While I danced with a lot of random people, the only other guy I 'deliberately' danced (ie- slow danced) with was Ross, who also went single, and from the way he was asking to dance, saying he would have brought me if he knew I didn't have a date (I had a date! Sylvester!), I could tell what he was trying to hint towards. It was a little awkward, since, we're not really particularly friends or anything, and don't talk too often. I danced much more with my girlfriends, which was fun, and pretty cool, except for my dress being strapless and my needing to use bandaids for modesty, just in case I raised my arms a little too high.
So... the music... it was pretty much just like a regular school dance with fancier settings and more expensive clothes. Lots of hiphop, lots of country, a few remixes, and a few classics.
My feet hurt like frick. But that was fun.
I didn't realize it was you because of your Kenshin sig/avatar... XD
I know what you mean about risky dresses...I had to tape myself up when I wore a strapless dress. Don't suppose you will be able to provide pics of your wonderful self?
Maybe I'll go bake myself a cake now and read all the new yaoi I bought myself. 
