I go to Prom again
SEATTLE - 2008.03.05 - Capitol Hill
My friend Erin comes up to me, and she’s like: “please dont make fun of me, there is this cool thing that I think would be a lot of fun, but oh my god dont hit me, let’s go to THIS:”
30-somethings, getting loose, girl front left is..um…
“THIS” being a 21+ Prom of Every/Any era, at the Century Ballroom. So I listened to her description of the thing, based on an internet flyer, “free champagne fountain”, “wear prom costumes from any time-period”, “playing prom classics of the times”. blahdy blah. sounds great.
What we saw when we got there was….interesting.
3 things for sure:
1. We were the youngest folks in the room (by an average of 10 years).
2. People who frequent the Century Ballroom are really good at Salsa dancing and Tango dancing, two sexy/legitimate dance styles I can NOT fake my way through. When I dance, I flail limbs to the rhythym and jump around really fast and confuse you in to thinking I can dance. This is a farce though, oh god help me.
3. I think we may have read a little too much in to the costumey aspect of the flyer. You can see from that picture above that people were pretty conservative, throwing on legitimate tuxes, and maybe a couple cinderella dresses. Uhhhhh, this gave us yet another way to stick out…see..
Me, my bootyfull date Karen, and Rob and his boo Erin basically showed up wearing halloween costumes, expecting a huge GLBT drag show and crazy people where WE would be the underdressed ones, etc etc. Check it:
Erin: Blue crushed velvet & the biggest ponytail everrr… Karen: Sparkly Disco Ball dress (with turtlenecking ala wetsuit) and hair all crimped the bleep out.
Rob with the Flock of Seagulls hair that had me hearing literally everywhere we went from strangers, “hey that dude totally has flock of seagulls hair”…
And I went with the 80s Miami coked-out-wearing-polyester-pants look that for some reason my closet just had all the appropriate pieces for. I guess I bought a lot of weird stuff from value village in high school.. Oh yea, also rocking the famous stupid-face that ruins all my pictures with pretty girls.
Dont let this talk fool you though, we still had a blast, and even though 90% of the music was salsa (uhhh, that’s not what I’d expect in my prom’s of the eras..) we still got some disco and funky stuff in there that we actually knew how to dance too.
And, free disgustingly flat champagne out of this pathetic little fountain. Hahaha, it was awesome.
Old-man McFly is up on the stage by the screen. Man yer Biff Turrets, butthead.
AND FREE.
Now for some portraits by Grob + Photoshop.
Sheesh, why dont you all just get married already?
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nice.