I was DARED to post a pic of my 1988 prom self. I’m always up for a challenge, so here’s me at prom…I think.
I mean, I know it’s me, but I can’t remember which poofy dress/poofy hair combo comprised prom night. Clever commentary absent as well since I obviously don’t remember much of the night. In fact, high school itself is pretty much a blur. Come to think of it, maybe I should retract my previous statement and say with 99.9% certainty that this is me at prom. Anyway, the pic says it all: obligatory late 80’s crimped hair, cakes of makeup and yes Tracey…lots of ruffles (although I’ve seen worse).
So there I go, burning my 18-year old self into blog memory forever. But imagine how my poor prom date would feel should he, during a late-night net surfing session, happen unwittingly upon the poofy prom version of himself. So, I Photoshop disguised him…and may have gotten a bit carried away.
If I get sued, I hold Tracey personally liable anyway. Since she MADE me do it, and all…this SO feels like high school.
So come on...post yours. I know you (don't) want to!!!!!!!!!!!!