This weekend was a throwback to sixty something years ago to one of my favorite decades, the fifties.
Wow, I sure do wish I was born in that time. Well sometimes. I've got to admit it would be hard but dang I love the fashion.
Anyways, this weekend was one of my many favorite traditions that Dixie has to offer. El Cheapo. A little background on this dance. Every year a theme is picked and that is how everyone dresses. The date is supposed to be SUPER cheap (Which is hands down my favorite part hah). This year the theme was the fifties.
Me and my friends decided to change it up a bit and do our own thing. Just us girls.
We took many, many pictures downtown. Ate (way) too much food at one of our favorite places, Frost top. Then headed to the dance, where we stayed most of the night acting like complete fools and not giving a care who sees. I am not exaggerating we were absolutely crazy. Those are the best kind of dances though, right?
Okay, I have to share possibly the funniest moment of my life. I have to share even though my friend (cough* cough* McCall) will probably kill me. Sorry it's too good not to share;)
After the dance we were so exhausted and so hot so we headed outside for a little fresh air. My friend here is a bit clumsy but this was a little extra tonight hah. As we were all talking she went to go by the river that runs through our school. As she did she slipped, slid across the rock, and completely submerged into the water. OH MY GOSH WE COMPLETELY DIED. We were all on the floor rolling, crying, and even peed a little. We stayed like this for 20 minutes and every time we recovered it would start all over again. Luckily, she was okay. She was a little bit scraped up, soaked, and her dress now had a green tint to it from the moss, but all was well.
This will definitely be a night I will never forget. Dang, I am so blessed with some of the greatest friends.
Oh and we rocked the fifties look pretty well, wouldn't yah say?
-Lex
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