Last Saturday was my prom night.
I’m not gonna lie. I didn’t expect much.
Most of these dances are overrated and end up being incredibly boring. The hype that comes with it raises the expectations in our little teen hearts but normally result in nothing short of a disappointment.
The idea of buying a dress and renting a limo for one night is absolutely ludicrous to me.
But more importantly, the stress people have over getting a date is, quite honestly, stupid. Why on earth would having a date dictate whether or not you have an awesome night?
That’s why I wasn’t crazy about going to prom.
However, I decided to go in order to just say that I had the experience. Plus, it’s the last high school dance I’ll ever get to go to with my friends.
So why not?
Ever since my freshman homecoming dance I have rented my dresses from Rent the Runway, who is awesome!
My mother, like always :), was the one who found my dress, which you can see in this post. I haven’t been a pink girl for a long time, trading it in for a more grunge look filled with blacks and blues and reds.
But it was love at first sight with this dress.
It’s not a bright or neon or hot pink like Barbie kind of color, which I deeply appreciate. I now prefer the blush pinks to have in my closet.
Once my mother and I officially ordered the dress I began to feel excited.
I’ve never been the type of girl who waited around, hoping that a guy would ask me to be his date with those big posters and flowers. Now before I go further, let me be clear: I’m not bashing those that do. It’s just not me.
I prefer being with my friends and dancing the night away acting goofy and content with my single status.
When prom night arrived, my friends and I headed to a park in order to take pictures together in our dresses.
Now the shoes I was wearing, as you can see in some of the photos, are legit high heels. I normally stay away from them because, frankly, I’d like to feel my toes. But I thought maybe I should give it a try, so I borrowed a blush suede pair of heels from my mother (which somehow fit).
The shoes went incredibly well with the dress. It gave the height and made me look statuesque, were pretty as hell, and just completed the overall look.
But midway through the taking pictures, I promptly took them off and walked barefoot for the remainder of our shoot. It’s quite comical actually. In some pictures I’m incredibly tall while in others I’m a hobbit compared to my friends.
In the end I went to prom in my comfortable, glittery sandals with pride.
I danced throughout the night with all of my friends.
From Despacito to Yeah! to the Cupid Shuffle to Party Rock Anthem. I was sweating like hell (I perspire easily). I was a sweaty mess, but at least I was having fun and letting loose.
The first portion of the dance was literally just pure Zumba and reggaeton music (my dress was exceptionally great for dancing to those genres). Then it turned into a mix between hip hop and rap music, before ending the night with pop.
I just remembered having so much fun. By the end of the night every single one of us was dancing. Even the shy, introverted ones that swore they couldn’t dance or only did so in the comfort of their rooms.
It was genuinely a great night to me.
Would I say it was “the best night of my life” like those characters in teen movies revolving around a dance event?
But it was fun and I’m glad that I got to experience my prom.