My real proms in high school were all right events, but not the kind of night that a girl dreams about. Our high school had two proms, one for juniors and their dates and one for seniors and their dates. I attended the junior prom with a friend; we had a double date with another couple that were also friends. The dance was fine and I wore a lovely coral colored tea-length spaghetti-strapped dress. My senior prom was with a mere acquaintance; we attended with another couple. I ended up dating the other guy for about a month after the prom. The senior prom dress was strapless aqua taffeta dress with chiffon overlaying the skirt part, which was street length in front and dipped to floor length in the back. The dresses were actually lovely and hand-me-downs from my sisters. I wish that I had a picture to show you the beautiful dresses.
After graduation, I met my husband-to-be, Daddy D, on July 1, 1964. Thus, we never attended a prom together other than as chaperones sometime in the eighties. Sunshine at and the pursuit of happiness has picture on her blog of our prom date as chaperones. Since we like to dance and missed prom, I was excited to learn of Sunshine's venture. I am sure that everyone will have a fabulous time.
Daddy D and I do enjoy dancing, and we have attended a variety of dances together. The picture shows us dressed to attend a Christmas Dance when I was a freshman in college and he was a junior. My dress is another hand-me-down. Note the long white gloves. Women often wore long white gloves to dances in those years. Those were the days my friend.