That's the theme of the winter dance that in 1940 was known as the "Spinster Spree", now shortened to the more hip "Spree"- one of those girls-ask-the-guys dances. Mr. T and I will be chaperoning tonight's festivities- quite looking forward to it, really. They'll take our pictures- complete with cheesy background. We'll dance a couple of slow dances - mostly to freak the kids out, but also to make sure they aren't procreating on the dance floor. Have you seen what goes on at a high school dance lately? I'll give you an update later.
We had a wonderful time at the dance- got our pics taken in front of the bluish background with snowflakes- awwwwww!
A few observations:
1. They were all over the map in degrees of "formal". Many couples coordinated- guy's shirt matched the color of girl's dress. Many of the guys wore a nice shirt and tie or even a suit - or at least a jacket. Lots of girls had cute, cute dresses and had their hair done. Some didn't dress up as much. Some of our more ghetto kids wore jeans and hoodies. Some of the stoner kids wore t-shirts and flannel AND brought their iPods. You know, so they could listen to music. (...wtf??)
2. The dancing? Is obscene. It's dry-humping set to music and that's all I'm sayin.
3. Once they were in the door and got their pictures taken, most of the girls ditched their shoes.
4. The girls don't wear any kind of stocking anymore. Yes, it was 30 below outside.