I thought we might go to a party or a club - some friends were having a get-together and mrpet had a gig. Then, my old friend omniamutantur mentioned ArtProm over chat, and I said, "What's that?" Turned out to be a fundraiser for the Somerville Arts Council. Come and have prom like it never was! Prom without teenagers, I thought? What a fantastic idea.
I packed a bag - black vinyl ballgown circa 2000, combat boots, whiteface, et cetera. I thought, if you have a chance to do it over why not be the cool kid, who's not afraid to be different from everyone else?
I told gentlescholar what I had in mind. He was willing to embark on this plan though I'm confident it might have terrified lesser mortals. We pulled the essentials from his wardrobe. He looked dapper in black dress pants, white buttondown, gray vest, bow tie and pocket watch. We got some looks as we walked up to the Armory but no questions or comments.
The party was already going as we got inside. A lot of happy people dressed in prom wear from all periods, 1865 to the present. Electric blue sheath, 70's style beaded toga, peach with sequins, green with more ruffle than dress... everything was there. Better still, everyone seemed to be genuinely enjoying themselves.
There was balloon volleyball, make your own tissue paper corsages, a photo booth, a snack table, a DJ much older than all the dancers. Plus burlesque go-go girls. The music was silly and from many ages, including Safety Dance, Disco Inferno, She's a Brickhouse, Ladies' Night, Like a Prayer, Rock Your Body, No Diggity... a lot of fun music.
We danced a lot, some freeform and some partner. I normally don't feel very confident about partner dancing but with our previous tango lesson I was confident of his lead. gentlescholar was unsure about his freeform skills - I reassured him that under the circumstances, anything he did could be seen as ironic commentary. We danced and danced and drank expensive water and I spent a lot of time giggling at people's get-ups, in a nice happy way, not a mean way. Everyone just looked terrific. We stayed until the bitter end and had fun doing so.
I thought a lot of other people would be punking it up but it turned out my outfit was pretty unusual. I got a lot of compliments on it. If they do actually send the picture that got taken I'll post it.
For me at least, it was so much more fun than my original prom. Not stressful, much better wardrobe choices, better company, no pressure, fewer drunk people, more interesting music. And perhaps, best of all, we were all grownups. I quite like being a grownup.
Next time, I'll wear a tiara. Don't even try to stop me.
What's the best do-over you've had?