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Event: Chorus Banquet (College) [ed note: AWESOME]
Big 80s hair? Check
TEAL? Double check! (Matching tie!)
And if I asked, “What state is her date from?” and you said, “Minnesota!” You’d be correct.
So, yeah. Being a) a “chorus girl” myself and b) of Minnesotan stock, this photo is near and dear to my heart. They look so cute and happy to be wearing their teal. And who can blame them? After the numerous FAKE stone walls we’ve seen on Promtacular!, it’s practically reassuring to see that, in some places, real stone walls actually existed. It’s as if they’re laughing at us: Hahahaha, you think we’d stand in front of a PAINTED stone wall? Dude, we’re going to a CHORUS BANQUET! This is the real deal, yo!
Christy writes: Junior prom. My boyfriend broke up with me the day before. I bought my own corsage and convinced my girlfriends to take this picture with me. I’m the one on the right. Showing you my shoe.
This is one of those photos that I love more and more with each passing glance. It’s just — “just” — four girls at prom. And yet?
Why is no one smiling? I mean, the second from the left is thinking about smiling, but doesn’t quite get there. I have the distinct feeling this was established to be a “serious” sort of photo shoot for some reason I can’t fathom but that would have made sense when I was 17.
Apparently 1992 had something against straight hemlines. And straight hair, for that matter. I mean, no, none of these adorable girls have official perms (that would be too 80s), but they are all certainly flirting with the perm. They are PERM FLIRTS.
The girl in black looks like she wants to smack the photographer just a little bit.
There’s just a deceptively copious amount of satin and tulle and sequin and lace and bows and ruffles and Promtacular glory. If I do say so.
Mostly I wonder if the girls — or the photographer — decided to go the “show us your toe” route in the hopes of distracting us from the carpet that defies explanation. I have nothing against the pattern for a QUILT. In a log cabin. In Maine. In February. Or even for a nice golf pant? Maybe?
But for a magical prom night? There aren’t enough mylar star balloons or satin shoes in the world to make it right.
Just the other day I was thinking, “I wish I had more prom photos from the 70s.” And then I discovered I had this picture, which is like 40 photos from the 70s all rolled into one, glorious group shot in a gym with no magical backdrop whatsoever. But WHO NEEDS IT? There is so much 70s farm-girl/checkered blazer action going on, a “backdrop” would only spoil the majesty.
Lan writes: “Here is my mom’s grad class. She is the flaming redhead in the bottom corner. Love her prairie brown dress.”
Which is awesome because she totally stands out. Her tablecloth is only rivaled by the one standing behind her, and there is no equal for her amazing hair. (Although props to the SUNHAT girl for trying.)
It’s hard, but if I had to pick three of the most amazing parts of this photo, they’d be as follows (barring the basketball hoop, of course):
5. Cinderella dress and hair, which seems totally unlike everyone else – first row, 4th from left
4. The girl who looks like a teacher – first row, 2nd from left
3. Dueling tablecloth dresses, as noted – bottom right
2. Sunhat, in the gym, as noted – middle
1. AMAZEBALLS SIDEBURNS DUDE OMFG! – 2nd from top row, 4th from left