Senior Prom 1998 Blue Silk Feng Huang Chinese Phoenix Qipao dress

So, like the typical Free Spirit that I am, my Senior Prom was the one I went all out for. I sold all kinds of fund raising stuff, just to pay for my Prom Tickets, and Photos.

Senior prom is supposed to be THE BEST PROM, and THE BEST TIME OF YOUR LIFE...

However, mine was a DISASTER.

To start with, I had been planning my gown since October... and I wanted something entirely unique, however, when I showed up at the prom half the girls were wearing a Qipao also, but usually it was black, red, or black and red.... so, at least mine was this lovely blue, with embroidered Feng Huang (Chinese phoenixes). But, that doesn't sound TOO BAD, now does it, right?

Well, it gets worse. Not only threats of violence, but death threats, several girls threw their drinks on me, and my date, and my date (whom was my friend Bill) got his tire slashed with a razor.
I was also accosted by an angry mob of raging girls in the lady's room that were raving loons, and were accusing ME of being crazy. I think they were on PCP or something.

I LOVE these platform shoes! I still have them! I bought them at SEARS back when they actually sold great products.

I bought this matching bag at a local hippie store in Rancocass Woods, NJ.

I purchased this qipao at a shop in Pennsauken, NJ. The lady told me "this dress was made for you." and I paid in cash. 

Originally, I had wanted to ask a coworker of mine to the prom with me, but he left and went overseas, and worked in Asia & Europe. He told me to my face that he would return in May, and that his father was dying of cancer. He also asked me to call him, but never answered the phone, and YES I made sure the time zone was correct. He also asked me to e-mail him often, but he never returned my letters, even tho' he used to fill up my inbox since I knew the guy...

So, since he wasn't returning, and my actual boyfriend was in Germany, I thought about asking some of my other coworkers... but, one had a new girl friend every few weeks, the other guy I knew one of the girls had a deep crush on, and would kill me, and anyone else was already going to their own Proms at their own high schools.

So, I asked my friend Bill to go with me again, since I went with him the year before.

Anyways, at least I got to go to my Prom, and I also I didn't die.

Generation X Free Spirit Hippie Wedding Ensemble

I believe this was taken around 1997 or 1998.

My not-yet step-stister (whom was the daughter of my mother's boyfriend whom is now Mom's spouse) got herself knocked up by her boyfriend, so she married her boyfriend about a year or so after she had her son.

So this is what I wore. I was about 17 or 18.

Virtually EVERYTHING I'm wearing was either from a thrift shop, or re-gifted to me, and/or borrowed.

The shoes were from a thrift shop, and were my Mom's. I think she gave them to me.

The dress was also my Mom's, and she got it at a thrift shop, like the Salvation Army, and maybe paid $1-3 for it. So, I borrowed it, and she later on gave it to me.

The peacock feather I think was a purple dipped feather from the Philadelphia Zoo I got in 5th or 6th grade.

my mom gave me the watch, and the cuff bracelet was given to me by my Aunt, I think. the gold necklace was given to me by my BF in Germany.

The upper arm bracelet was given to me as a re-gifted item that was re-gifted multiple times from the bride's sister.

My hair style was loosly based on a hairstyle by German Rave Princess and pop star Blümchen (Jasmin Wagner) of whom I was a BIG FAN. The hairdo was based on her hairdoo she wore in a live concert in Berlin sometime in 1995 or 1996, in which she wore 3 braids in front, and the rest of her hair down, wearing what looked (i think) like the same dress she wore in the "Boomerang" music video where she's rollerblading around in Florida wearing a short white prom dress that laces up the back.

So, something like this, but down in the back.

I tried to find the photos online, but failed. I am sure I have it saved on CD-ROMs somewhere by my CD/DVD-ROM drive/player is busted on my computer. So, I can't even see what;s on my disks.


And, the after party was so drab, dull, and boring.
The only food I recall being there, to my memory, was some kind or silver or metal plates with rolled up delicatessen slices rolled in mayo or mustard, left out in the heat.

So, I starved the whole day, until I was allowed to have a bread roll.

And, the cans of cheap soda were warm because all the ice melted in the heat.

Anyways, I recall the wedding to be very boring, in a church, and the people in charge seems to not really care about doing their job. It was also an awkward wedding.


Even tho' I was best friends with the bride in Middle school & high school, and even went to the same high school, I wasn't allowed to participate in the wedding as a bride's made (even tho' I was the only actual "maiden" by which I mean I was the ONLY Virgin). The reason was because I was a Protestant. I was, but I was also New Age, and the bride dabbled A LOT in the occult & WICCA. At the time I still considered myself Protestant, just nondenominational, and altho' I was very socially liberal, I was actually rather religious, and so my my boyfriend.... but, I was also interested in New Age EVERYTHING, as well as ESP, and the paranormal.

As far as I know, the person the bride considered her best friend... might've actually also been a Protestant also... so, I have no idea what to think about that, because that chick was a bride's maid, and I wasn't, and both she, and her sister also called me their sister.

I don't know what it is with brides, but around the wedding time, they all get this attitude... don't know what to call it. It's like this uppity, power-pushing thing... I think it's a real thing. ALL OF THEM.

And, i recall being annoyed with the bride that whole week, and her just ignoring me like I didn't exist, unless she has some smart-ass quips...

Then, after all the party stuff was done, she cried, and hugged me, and thanked me for coming to her wedding, and wailed up a storm all over me...

...um.... whatever... people are weird.

What was that Bill Murray film back in the day where he was a motivational speaker, and he kept saying "OK, I'm over it"?

well...

OK, I'm over it....

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