Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Snarky Squab PROM CHALLENGE


OK, readers. I'm about to inaugurate my first blog challenge. This challenge was initiated by this post from Eric with a C, who just happens to be the man who took yours truly to the senior prom. The year was 1989. The fashions were ... truly outrageous. Truly, truly, truly outrageous. Are you brave enough to look? ARE YOU BRAVE ENOUGH TO POST YOUR PROM PICS IN RETURN? The gauntlet has been thrown down, y'all.

Here's me and my lovely escort (my dad was taking the pictures from crazy American Bandstand-style angles):
Junior Prom
Note the mullet. Note the tails (those were my request). Note the randomly bridal ensemble I chose to sport. Good times!

Here's the whole group I went with:
Junior Prom party
The short one on the left is my youngest brother, who was standing in as my best girlfriend's "date" since she was going stag. Questions to ponder: Why am I the only one not wearing royal blue? Why did I feel like I was totally fat in high school? (That might be a topic for another post.) Why are both my date and I making bunny teeth? (Click for the bigger version to see.) Why does anyone ever wear a white tux?

So there you have it. Me in all my high-school glory. Please link to your photos in comments. IF YOU DARE.