Prom. Senior Prom. One of the most glorified and extravagant events in a highschoolers career. One of the nights that I had been looking forward to for as long as I can remember. The dress, the hair, the makeup, the pictures, the shoes, and the date (or lack thereof for myself). It was a night to be remembered. For me, it would be remembered for more embarrassing reasons.
Before I get to anything embarrassing, first I’ll go over the dress I was wearing among other items. I’m really regretting that I didn’t better document these things for you all to see. I’m equally regretting that I can’t figure out the name of the store where I got my dress. However, I’ve seen a lot of dresses similarly made like this one from various shops, so I’m not doubting that you’d be able to find something similar.
My dress (thankfully) came with a pretty shawl/scarf. I like the feeling of scarves and shawl’s with dresses that have exposed arms. Perhaps that’s just me being a little bit more old-timey than most. I also loved the fact that the dress had golden, sparkly detailing along the sides. I thought that was especially pretty. Usually, I don’t wear tight fitting dresses (I prefer ball gowns when it comes to these types of things), but as soon as my dad handed me this dress and I put it on, I absolutely fell in love.
As for my makeup, I tried to keep it extremely simple. I am one that’s more for elegance opposed to something that overly in your face. At least, when I dress formally how I feel. Casually, I am the polar opposte, but that’s not the point right now. For my makeup I used all nude colors and kept contouring and highlighting to a minimum. I wanted to remain as natural as possible while looking gorgeous at the same time. I especially loved my nude lipstick that I was wearing, which is slightly sheer. It was one of the lightest colors I could find when I was at the drugstore looking through the Revlon lipsticks.
Now, prom isn’t prom without your closest friends. My “date” for the event was my best friend, Brooke, who is a fellow blogger (you can see her blog at thebrooklynscript.com)! She’ll probably deny it, but I told her about the dress she’s wearing ;). Anyways, I don’t know how we seemed to color coordinate so well without trying, but I’m glad we did. Both dresses seem to compliment each other with their slim yet elegant shape and hints of golden hues. As you can see in one of the pictures, the dance was also a masquerade. I wore a beautiful raven mask, which I got simply at Party City. I was shocked I liked it so much!
I’m sure you’re still dying to know what I was referring to at the beginning of this post when I mentioned that this prom would be something memorable simply because of something embarrassing happening. Well, lets just say there was a “best dancer” competition at the dance. Lets also just say that, because I was a dancer, I tried to do a fancy turn and jump. And lets then further say that I may have fallen… and may have had to make a trip to the ER the following morning because my ankle was the size of a baseball and sprained. I guess that’s why this prom was a “twist” (let’s all laugh in unison at my horrible jokes).