My husband and I went to our first ever school prom last week. When we were at school it wasn’t really the norm for English schools to have a prom, it was still much more of an American or Australian thing. I remember being very jealous of my Australian penfriend when she sent me pictures of her prom. All we got were a few dismal discos and the odd barn dance. Not really very inspiring!
So when our sixteen year old son’s school had their prom and invited the parents – I know, I thought it was weird too – we went along.
The kids had had their leavers’ assembly at 8.30 in the morning, so as to give the girls all day to get ready for this momentous event. My son, on the other hand, spent the rest of the day playing a Spiderman game on the Xbox, then fifteen minutes getting ready. And that included shaving. But he still managed to look very nice. 🙂
Here he is trying to look like The Rock, although I think maybe James Bond is more apt!
I, on the other hand spent a good part of the day worrying about what to wear, painting my fingernails and toenails to match, practising walking in my killer heels….. you know the sort of thing! Eventually I decided on an outfit which included a hurriedly borrowed top from my daughter, straightened my newly dyed hair into some semblance of order and chivvied my husband into his suit. He looked pretty good too 🙂 There are no pictures of us though, which is a bit of shame actually, we made a good couple.
So then off we went to the prom. Ben had had to go earlier to have photos taken with his whole class so we met him there. It was being held in a restaurant, and the kids were given a room upstairs to themselves, and all the oldies were downstairs. I have to say it wasn’t really what I was expecting as a prom. I had visions of Back to the Future or Pretty in Pink in my head, so a fairly sedate dinner with lots of other parents and teachers was a bit different…. but what the hell? It was a Prom. Everyone enjoyed it and the food was excellent. The kids had a great time, got to party and say goodbye to each other – not that they won’t all be meeting up in the holiday anyway – and Dave and I finally got to go to a school prom!