In this photo, Jeff’s aunt has let her hair down. Literally. And while she’s still pairing her pastels with white, we see she’s opted to trade in her white shoes for black. Bold move.
What’s better(?), though, is that she’s opted to trade in her shoulder-tarantula for a shoulder-cockatoo. Much more spring-like if you ask me.
Meanwhile her date has clearly joined a band. (At least his ankles stayed warm.)
Mostly, I cannot get over that the same prom committee got together and decided yet again to paint a wall of a wall. “But this time it will be, like, round stones!”
Oh, well then.
p.s. I love how the wall cuts off before the photo does (see upper right).
p.p.s Is the plant floating in air?