I've had a request to unveil my own prom photo for all of the web to see. I have no excuses for the over-abundance of sequins (that left my arms a scraped up mess), the overly full skirt, or the bow that was wider than my body.
My hair could touch the ceiling in most vehicles, most of my allowance was spent on Rave hairspray in those days. My styling technique involved Rave and a hot curling iron. I can remember the hiss of steam that would rise from my hair as I burned it to a crisp trying to coax it skyward. Sometimes there was a row of bangs, curled under of course, other times there was a shiny wall of hair that rose straight up from my forehead. For some reason, this hairstyle was very popular. I have no other explanation.
Without any further ado, I bring you Williamson High School Senior Prom, 1990. Theme: Stairway to Heaven...
My date's name eludes me (Cliff or Clint or something). He wasn't my boyfriend, just another guy who was planning to go stag, as was I. It was basically a carpool opportunity with pictures and dancing. I admit I did kiss another boy that night that I had a crush on. In this particular picture he appears to be thinking "What happened? How the hell did I get here in front of the furry white gate and who blew up all these balloons?!?"
And, before you ask, here is my Senior Portrait:
Here, I am modeling my favorite Gap t-shirt and my prized acid washed jeans that were tapered at the ankle. I was sporting my trademark braids on the side of my head that were bleached blond and adorned with beads. I am feeling very "hot" in this photo.
There you have it, your mission is to post your own prom pictures and post the link in the comments box so I can go point and laugh. Come on, it's fun!