I WENT TO PROM

Thursday, April 27, 2017


We had prom on a Saturday in late April, during a temperature spike that seemed specifically designed to make us all uncomfortable. Despite the heat, it was the kind of day that, to me, seemed glossy and golden and almost surreal. It was PROM. I had a dress and nice heels and I was going to get my makeup done and even though AP tests loomed in the distance, I was determined to have a nice day.


I woke up at eight. Ate a little. Read a little. Then zoomed off to a makeup appointment at a nearby hair and makeup place, where the lady applied more makeup than I’d ever worn in my entire life. But it looked natural and I felt pretty, probably prettier than I’d ever felt before. Back at home, my mom did my hair and we put flowers in it and I packed an extra change of clothes and even though my friends weren’t coming for an hour, I wanted to put on my dress. So I did.




It was ninety degrees and sweltering hot in the late afternoon; we trooped to a bridge at a nearby park and took pictures, trying to get the best possible angles because the trees made it difficult to get appropriate light. Then we went to someone’s house, where we ate Chipotle and danced to the High School Musical 3 soundtrack and then, finally, when it was time, drove to prom.

It was good.


Okay, the DJ sucked. He played these annoying airhorns during transitions in the songs, and he kind of ruined the songs he was playing, and sometimes it was just pretty bad, but there’s a point where you can decide to let a bad DJ ruin your senior prom, or you can just bust a move to trashy techno music and have fun. So I busted a move to the trashy techno music, and guess what? I had fun. Even though my makeup was coming off and my hair was falling down, I honestly didn’t care.


Afterward, we went to someone’s house, and then I drove to my other friend’s house to talk to her about it, and ended up at home at one-fifteen, which isn’t super late, but I had church the next day. I was exhausted for the two days after that, and not just physically.


I think that senior prom marks the beginning of the denouement not only of the school year, but of high school itself. Exposition was freshman year, when we became acquainted with high school life and responsibility. Climax was junior year, when everyone threw obstacles at us and we had to catch, dodge, or evade them, depending on what kind of obstacles they were. High school’s end is obviously graduation, but prom starts the whole chain of events that leads to that point. It’s such an iconic dance in American culture that it can’t be anything but significant for everyone in some form, whether we know it or not.

I think for me, prom was a time where I fully got what I wanted out of something. And for some
miraculous,
God-given,
blessed
reason,
it was exactly what I wanted--and needed--it to be.

For once, the stars in my eyes actually reflected what I saw.

18 comments

  1. So happy to read this post of yours. I'm glad you had a good time despite the heat and music that always plays. Haha you look gorgeous my friend!

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  2. Beautiful beautiful beautiful. I'm happy you had a good time. :)

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  3. This post makes me so happy, because you sound happy <3

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  4. OK IM NOT CRYING cause this is so beautifully written and makes me so happy for you and makes me feel all nostalgic about life. ITS FINE. I LOVE YOU.

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  5. WOW IM CRYING. We're all getting so old, yo. #nostalgia. Prom sounds like it was a dream and I'm so glad you had fun!!!! You may have convinced me to go next year :)

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    1. I AM FEELING ALL THE FEELS & U MUST GO TO PROM !

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  6. So, so good, Rachel. I love your writing! I had prom last night and OMG it really did feel like the beginning of the end.

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    1. HONESTLY yeah ?!?!? so crazy to believe!

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  7. awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww <3 this tho

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    1. <333333333333 you! thank you, autumn!

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  8. I JUST WANT TO CRY THIS MAKES ME SO RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY FOR YOU. :')

    You sound so happy and I just can't even put into words how happy this makes me for you. So so so so so so happy wow.

    "For once, the stars in my eyes actually reflected what I saw."

    I freaking love you. <3

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