When it comes to prom, I didn't know what to expect - a main fear was that everyone was going to be bitchy and reserved within their own cliques. Even though our school isn't that clique-y, the chance is still there.
Ever since I was little, I had dreamt of this day - now that it's over and done with I feel like I've gained nothing but a happy memory. Isn't that how it should be?
The 14th month anniversary between myself and my boyfriend was also yesterday, which was so adorable seeing we were together for prom and all of the evening as well.
Last night was sadly the last time I shall see many people as I am (most likely) moving schools to attend sixth form elsewhere.
Everyone was so beautiful and made-up; it was so strange seeing everyone so happy and gorgeous. At prom, not only is it an event for goodbyes, but it's also to redeem yourself after those five years of being grumpy, stressed, listless, and/or all of the above. Every single person there was happy, apart from the obvious handful who were walking around crying or arguing - why people argue at events I shall never know.
My limited edition, open-back dress from Bebe, which I purchased in Abu Dhabi this year in April, had metallic sequins, which was paired perfectly with my Grandmother's vintage marcasite jewellery. Initially, I searched for a vintage or vintage-styled dress, but I couldn't find one that was in my size or in the style desired - which was a flapper-girl, art Deco vibe. My black strapped, "barely there" heeled sandals from Newlook gave a delicate finish whilst my hair was simply swept back. Obviously the dress I ended up having was nothing like I had ever seen or imagined, whilst being so unique and beautiful to wear!
My hair was done by my hairdresser mother and my make-up was done by myself - I didn't want to risk having any beauty treatments which could end horrifically, as I have heard many stories about tragic fake tans and hair dos. Unfortunately, some girls on our prom night even experienced their own glimpse of the nightmare.
The three course meal was simply wonderful and the venue was ideal, however due to a lack of air conditioning I felt that my make-up was slipping off at a rapid and uncomfortable rate. After adorable speeches, a flurry of dad-like dancing, a hilarious slideshow consisting of year 7 school photos and student-nominated awards, an abundance of fireworks were unleashed to finalise the pleasant night.
To those I will probably never see again, I wish you all the very best in the future, and to everyone, have a good life.
Love Grace
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