Now it's your turn

[rikibeth]

I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal, if you feel like it.

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[ghilledhu.livejournal.com]

I don't know what I can tell you that you don't already know...

Well, since everyone's talking about proms, I actually went to three. My freshman year I was asked by a senior, one of the other horn players in the band. I wore a terrifying pink dress that I later discovered looked much better with hoops under it.

My junior year, I actually worked up the nerve to ask a trumpet player I'd had a desperate crush on all year. He said yes, which was such a surprise that it didn't register until I'd walked away. My dress that year was sapphire blue satin and strapless, with a three-flounced skirt.

I wore the same dress to my senior prom, but wore my hair differently and went with a different guy. He was an older guy, who I'd been dating the previous summer, broke up with when he went off to college and got engaged with someone else, then gave another chance to when he broke off the engagement later that year.

The funny thing is, I think I liked the idea of proms (and the opportunity to dress up, of course!) more than I liked the proms themselves. I think I was groping toward the ideal of vintage dance, but didn't know you could do that yet, and the prom was the closest I knew of at that time.

[rikibeth.livejournal.com]

I actually knew that about the proms, because the pictures were on your mother's fridge for about forever, and you told me the story. :)

I enjoyed the dressing up much more than I enjoyed the actual prom, too. I knew what I really wanted, though, because I went to my first Regency Ball at Boskone when I was fourteen. I wore a nightgown, but it was a really APPROPRIATE nightgown -- white with pink flowers, scoop neck, little puff cap sleeves, right waistline, narrow skirt, little flounce at the hem, and I wore it with pink ballet slippers and white gloves. The longways set dances were *so* much more romantic than what passed for dancing in the 1980s.

Of course, now that I'm doing Colonial dance, I'm halfway considering making myself a suit of gentleman's clothes, because 1) we're always over-supplied with ladies in the troupe and 2) I could ditch the stays.

Maybe next year.