I love when folks write in with better commentary than I could ever provide. Here is Katie’s email to me. Who knew that even the most gorgeous of prom-goers can have a sense of humor about their get-ups?:
“My date (Mike) and I couldn’t have been more excited about his school’s Mardi Gras-themed prom, which I know continues to confuse Promtacular and the rest of the Western world.
The prom was held in a tradeshow center in Dallas (as you can tell by the awful carpet). Classy.
I would like to highlight my sweet, circa-2001 bang tendrils framing my face. You can even tell that I had previously been addicted to Sun-In, as the ends of the bangs are a murky, never-seen-in-nature yellow-orange while my natural color is everywhere else.
Yes, my dress was tragically a mid-riff exposed powder blue satin. The top of the top was lined with rhinestones, along with a fun rhinestone pattern around the waist. My finger and toenails are also painted silver, to match my shoes and jewelry. I’m not sure whether I thought I was going to prom or a mitzvah. [Editor's note: BARE MIDRIFF + RHINESTONES FTW!!!!!]
Fun fact: I recently attempted to try this skirt on, and I’m pretty sure it fit AROUND MY THIGH.
I would also like to highlight the fact that my date looks like he’s busy crapping his pants. We weren’t destined for love, as we broke up a couple of months later after his senior trip to Cancun and decided to remain friends. However, we ended up going to the same college and now live in the same city where we continue to be best friends. Huzzah for awkward Mardi Gras prom!
Sidenote: My BFF also went to this prom, where she got ditched by her date and had to bum a ride in our limo on the way home. She had to sit up in front with the driver, who gave her his business card and creepily told her to call him “ANYTIME.” We were 15. So gross.
But, Katie? Please explain the Goth candelabras and shiny nightmare behind you. It kind of maybe looks like an anorexic Mardi Gras dragon float made out of leftover tinsel.