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| Yes that is a Phantom of the Opera theme. Classy! |
Oh
how I wish I had a hilarious dance story to tell you all, but the truth is I
only remember one of my High School dances (even though I went to them all :).
This
is a picture of my first prom. I went as a Sophomore (16 years old) and I was
SOOO excited. Who wouldn’t be excited to go to a dance dressed in aqua blue
tinfoil?
I
don’t remember the dance as much as I remember dinner. My dress was beyond
freaking tight. It had boning in the bodice and I could barely zip it up. It
did help me have excellent posture, though.
So
I’m in this crazy constrictive dress at the fanciest restaurant in Pocatello
Idaho (this happens to be out at the airport, weird I know). But I can barely breathe
let alone eat. I think my date (Cody Behrend) thought I was nervous or didn’t
like the food, but in reality it was a choice between air and food. Hard
choice.
When
I couldn’t take the oxygen restriction anymore I dragged my friend (this was a
double date, of course) to the bathroom so she could unzip me and I could get a
few deep breaths in.
So
the night went something like this—Eat. Run to the bathroom. Eat. Run to the
bathroom. Dance. Run to the bathroom. Dance. Run to the bathroom.
LOL!
I didn’t realize until just now how weird that was. Cody must have thought I
had a personal bathroom problem. Bawahaha!
So
there you have it—my best dance story and proof that at one point in my life I
was skinny :) Thanks Emily and Kelley! Super fun blogfest.
-Angie
