I just had to come online and report on tonight’s Prom/Glee-themed dance party at the studio.
I walked in the studio door at 8:20 PM and thought, Oh my God. Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, was wearing real formal attire. The only other student who was in a “costume” was the Prom Queen, and one of the teachers was in ’70s formal wear – plaid pants, a ruffled tuxedo shirt, a green jacket & hat. And there I was in my frumpy purple dress, hideous purple eyeshadow, hair slicked back into a bun with a big fake purple flower pinned to it, glasses, costume jewelry, and a name tag announcing me as the BDC Class of 2010 Official Prom Chaperone. I am not someone who likes to act out and draw attention, so to be dressed SO differently, and to look so hideous, was out of my comfort zone. I’d like to say it took a lot of work to look that bad, but it didn’t… but a couple of people didn’t recognize me at first so that was a comfort! The studio owner said at the end of the party that when she looked at me she saw her high school Math teacher (sorry, Mom!). I think I looked more like the spinster grammar teacher that everyone kind of likes deep down but still makes fun of because she’s such a hopeless dork.
I figured if I was going to look that bad, I might as well go all out (for me). Luckily a friend came in dressed as a “Prom Crasher” – leather jacket, scarf, sunglasses, risqué t-shirt and tight jeans. She IS outgoing and I just try to keep up with her. She and I, another woman and a man, sang karaoke – we completely slaughtered “That’s Amore!” As the first group of students to sing we decided later that we set the bar low enough for all the other students to feel comfortable about getting up to sing, too.
The costume contest resulted in 2nd place going to the Prom Queen, and 1st and 3rd places went to people attired in formal wear. Prom Crasher and I felt a little disappointed that we didn’t get enough points for originality to place, but oh, well! It was fun, and I broke out of my shell a little bit more than usual (only had one small glass of wine to help, too!).
Now, on to bed. It helped to have some fun at the conclusion of what was otherwise a bit of a semi-crappy work week. But the weekend ahead will be a busy one. Some household and yard maintenance, some time with a good friend, and Father’s Day on Sunday.
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Oh, before I go. I have a confession to make. I proposed a tie-dyed shirt as one of the options for the girls’ craft for Ex-Husband because I knew he’s not a big tie-dye fan. I figured if they chose something else, fine. I didn’t push the tie-dye at all. I was, however, pleased that they did choose it. I had lunch with a colleague today who also went through a divorce some time ago and she laughed when I told her. She suggested that it would have been even better if I’d gotten some boxers and some socks and tie-dyed that, too, so he’d have a complete ensemble. “You know he’d have to wear it all since the girls made it for him,” she crowed. We even speculated about where would be the best spot for the big yellow splotch, and heaven forbid the colors mix on the backside to make a brown…I laughed until tears came. Wish I’d thought of that!
