Footloose...

Did I mention that I was also going to the ball?

Bought the highest heels of my life and a sparkly dress to match.

I felt quite pretty but I think I should've taken a class on walking in them.

All joking aside, I'm lucky I made it out alive.

Those suckers were high.

(The things we do to feel glamorous, ladies)

The snow did come, as predicted, so we took pictures at a hotel.

It was... unique.

The models were so pretty that they would've looked lovely anywhere.:)

Yes, that's a penguin.

See, told you it was an interesting place.

He matched Mandy's outfit quite well!

The formal was lovely.

Lots of pretty lights and fabulous music.

The food was cold but no one cared.

The girls dresses were gorgeous!

I was crazy with my camera.

(Had to kick off my shoes for this!)

Cupid Shuffle

Macarena

Cha Cha Slide- they were all there.

YMCA, too!

There was even a bit of swing dancing and waltzing...

and Limbo!

(Picture in the parking lot)

I had doubts about my ability to do hair and make-up, but thankfully everything turned out beautifully.

I wasn't allowed to attend dances growing up (think Footloose here) as my parents wanted to protect me.  Things can get a bit out of hand...

Many years later, I think my parents are fine with the whole idea now.

I know they would've loved this evening as it was filled with well behaved teenagers (a few wilder than others, which only added to the fun), loud, heart pumping music, and, of course, lots of raging hormones. (Oh, to be young again!)

And God was there, too.

We prayed before dinner, guidelines were established (in a fun but clear way) and the evening began.

It was absolutely fabulous and I'm so glad I was there to be a part of it.

I wanted to dance soooooo badly but that may be better suited for the privacy of my home.

Well, perhaps I will at the winter formal.;)