I love that song, but YE MERCIFUL ONES, so, so overplayed.
Also, am finding that I have no tiny vegetables in my house, and prostrated with grief. We clearly have NO CLASS.
Also: my school was run by the religious cousins of your egalitarian hippies - we had no king and queen of anything; we didn't even have prom, it was just one joyous banquet and magic/comedy/circus/game show with boofy dresses, faux lashes, and limos to take EVERYONE there and back. (Well, everyone with dates who paid for that; the rest of us were on the bus.)
Also, yep - really her legs were doomed from the moment she embarked on Some Enchanted Evening. I was surprised the (CREAM COLORED, WHEAT COLORED, EXHAUSTED RETCHING BECAUSE MY GOSH, ALL BARFED OUT) limo didn't crash.
Can we talk about the shoulder pads in the outfit Robin is wearing as she's leering at the cursed dress? Shoulder pads???? It makes me snicker every. single. time.
OMG, I hadn't even really CLOCKED the shoulder pads until now, they are ENORMOUS, hahaha. Joan Crawford would be proud.
I really assumed it was going to be a car crash, the stairway thing was so much more DRAMATIC and ridiculous—a lot of the imagery in this one really would fit right into the 80s horror movie vibe.
Your joyous banquet sounds a little like our Project Graduation—which is ANOTHER thing that I think varies from school to school? I just googled, and it looks like it started in Maine—I had no idea, I always thought it was ubiquitous!—but then expanded out to more states. (If it wasn't a thing where you grew up: it was a way that schools/communities tried to cut down on post-high school graduation drunk driving accidents—they scheduled a big up-all-night party with lots of activities & events (bus trip to a place with a pool & hot tubs, night cruise, sunrise at the top of Cadillac Mountain, etc.) to keep us together and entertained without, you know, drinking. Pretty high attendance rate, bc the more kids who went, the more kids who wanted to go? But my high school class was only 92 kids, so that would have been a big factor too, since it meant that everyone knew everyone & it was a bit harder, socially, for large numbers of kids to opt out/fall through the cracks.)
Oh wow, I didn't expect the curse to hit her legs until the next installment! Everyone in this story, except Catherine, is an idiot. Including the admins who thought it was a good idea to build a stairway. Catherine deserves better than these people!
My prom had no royalty. We had a homecoming queen (no king, just whoever her date was), and it's apparently unusual that the various clubs would put up candidates and a lot of people voted on club loyalty, so that it was only partly a popularity contest. In reality, the girl from the FFA won just about every single time no matter who she was.
Haaaaa, I didn't expect the prom to happen yet either, and ABSOLUTELY AGREE, wtaf with that Stairway to the Stars, who thought THAT was a good idea, GOOD LORD.
Oooh, that's cool that the various clubs picked representatives to have like, Battle of the Clubs at prom? I love hearing about these various traditions, it's wild how much they all vary, especially considering how homogeneous the prom portrayals tend to be in movies and on tv?
"Ten bucks it was Pachelbel."
*expires, wheezing hysterically*
I love that song, but YE MERCIFUL ONES, so, so overplayed.
Also, am finding that I have no tiny vegetables in my house, and prostrated with grief. We clearly have NO CLASS.
Also: my school was run by the religious cousins of your egalitarian hippies - we had no king and queen of anything; we didn't even have prom, it was just one joyous banquet and magic/comedy/circus/game show with boofy dresses, faux lashes, and limos to take EVERYONE there and back. (Well, everyone with dates who paid for that; the rest of us were on the bus.)
Also, yep - really her legs were doomed from the moment she embarked on Some Enchanted Evening. I was surprised the (CREAM COLORED, WHEAT COLORED, EXHAUSTED RETCHING BECAUSE MY GOSH, ALL BARFED OUT) limo didn't crash.
Can we talk about the shoulder pads in the outfit Robin is wearing as she's leering at the cursed dress? Shoulder pads???? It makes me snicker every. single. time.
OMG, I hadn't even really CLOCKED the shoulder pads until now, they are ENORMOUS, hahaha. Joan Crawford would be proud.
I really assumed it was going to be a car crash, the stairway thing was so much more DRAMATIC and ridiculous—a lot of the imagery in this one really would fit right into the 80s horror movie vibe.
Your joyous banquet sounds a little like our Project Graduation—which is ANOTHER thing that I think varies from school to school? I just googled, and it looks like it started in Maine—I had no idea, I always thought it was ubiquitous!—but then expanded out to more states. (If it wasn't a thing where you grew up: it was a way that schools/communities tried to cut down on post-high school graduation drunk driving accidents—they scheduled a big up-all-night party with lots of activities & events (bus trip to a place with a pool & hot tubs, night cruise, sunrise at the top of Cadillac Mountain, etc.) to keep us together and entertained without, you know, drinking. Pretty high attendance rate, bc the more kids who went, the more kids who wanted to go? But my high school class was only 92 kids, so that would have been a big factor too, since it meant that everyone knew everyone & it was a bit harder, socially, for large numbers of kids to opt out/fall through the cracks.)
Oh wow, I didn't expect the curse to hit her legs until the next installment! Everyone in this story, except Catherine, is an idiot. Including the admins who thought it was a good idea to build a stairway. Catherine deserves better than these people!
My prom had no royalty. We had a homecoming queen (no king, just whoever her date was), and it's apparently unusual that the various clubs would put up candidates and a lot of people voted on club loyalty, so that it was only partly a popularity contest. In reality, the girl from the FFA won just about every single time no matter who she was.
Oh yeah I was also going to say that your responses to this...story...have got me in stitches over here. Ha!
Haaaaa, I didn't expect the prom to happen yet either, and ABSOLUTELY AGREE, wtaf with that Stairway to the Stars, who thought THAT was a good idea, GOOD LORD.
Oooh, that's cool that the various clubs picked representatives to have like, Battle of the Clubs at prom? I love hearing about these various traditions, it's wild how much they all vary, especially considering how homogeneous the prom portrayals tend to be in movies and on tv?