The main social event of the year at UD was this past Friday night, Spring Formal, and although it did not go quite as I had planned, I did manage to look quite pretty, if I do say so myself.
For weeks before the dance, I had been searching for a dress to wear. There was no way I was going to pay for anything (the dance or the dress). And a date and a dress were nowhere to be found. Luckily, one day, as I was rifling through my lovely friend Emma’s closet, I came upon something of a solution for the dress problem. I am a firm believer in the power of transformation, especially of ugly dresses. Kate is the best example of that, meaning that she can pull on a paper bag and look beautiful. With a touch of Kate-like boldness, I tried on what could have been a horrid dress. Complete with runningback-esque shoulder pads, long sleeves, and a collar up to the chin, the off-white gown did not look promising hanging like an old handkerchief from a metal hanger.
But somehow, with Emma’s expert advice and sewing skills, I managed to be decked out in THIS gorgeous gown all night.
The dress-maker and wearer alike were very pleased.
So, as you can see, the dress problem was easily and cheaply solved. But the date, you ask? Well, luckily one of Raph’s friends got by the brother sensors and asked me. It was a nice and casual date and saved me $25, so what did I care? I was so busy posing with friends all night that I forgot to get a picture in with him, but neither of us particularly minded. What can I say? My face was in high demand!
In all seriousness, though, I really managed to have a good night for the most part. The music was loud, the brownies were amazing, and my friends all looked stunning. It’s amazing what a night out, under big ballroom lights, and a formal dress can do to a girl. Everyone glowed. And as I watched from the sidelines in my makeshift dress, I realized that my school year has almost come to a close. The people dancing around me, people I’d never known just 8 months ago, had become a part of my life in a major way. I’ve laughed with them, cried with them, prayed with them, and studied into the wee hours of the morning with them (well, okay, maybe not just studied!). And that’s far more beautiful than any dress or dance could ever be.