Prom

The other day, I was at Wegman's and stopped to flip
through an issue of TeenProm. I know it's pathetic but
I couldn't help myself from stopping and flipping through
glossy pages full of gorgeous/unaffordable dresses full
of layers and layers of tule and satin - every girl's dream.
It's the hype of May, the preparations that go into getting
ready for the most important night of any teen girl's high school
year - Prom. I remember sitting in study hall with my friends,
discussing what color dresses we were looking at and
hoping our parents would buy. Many girls
began hitting the UV beds way in advance just so they would
have the "perfect tan" - okay. I'll admit it. I was guilty of it, too.
I can't help but put myself back in time and think
about what it was like being a senior in high school.
I hated it. I couldn't wait for it to be over, but I loved prom.
I loved and still love the dress my mom spent more money
on than her own wedding dress in 1983.
It's a cream colored two piece gown of several layers of rouged satin
on the bottom piece with a haltered top/bodice.
I still feel guilty for the fact that she ever even considered
paying that much money on it. I always wonder if
someday I can pay her back.
Okay, I can't lie. I put it on tonight lol.
I had been thinking about it for a while and
I am still so in love with it that I had to try it on.
Tada! It still fits after all these years. lol. It's been 3 hahaha.
Some would say that the underlying message in this post
is the fact that I have a terrible yearning to go back to
high school. That couldn't be further from the truth.
However, I continue to wonder every day if I'm growing
up too fast. As a 20 year old junior in college, I find myself
wondering where all the time has gone. Does the world
really expect me to have a real job at the ripe old age of 21?
How terrifying. I'm scared. It's true.
I don't want to grow up yet.