prom night

See my beautiful daughter. I think it is mighty courageous of her to be this different. All the other prom girls were dressed in pink and baby blue satin, some of those dresses true atrocities. I saw some of them when I took Piffin and her date to the prom in our mini-limo. And I failed to take pictures there, I am so sorry. Our red mini in a line-up of stretched limousines. All the way in Mississauga, in the thick of Friday night rush hour, it took me over two hours to get there and drive back again. In an extremely nice little car, so it could have been worse. Drifting off. The atrocities. The black guys were to die for though, white suits, white hat even, black shirts and flower corsages. Wow. But the girls! I told Piffin's date to go barefoot before her feet would start bleeding. Knife sharp brand new black two sizes too small lacquer pumps. I already bleed... she said.
I have some photo's I can show with Piffin's permission: This photo could be straight from a Douglas Coupland novel I think. Very prom. This photo shows some more chique. This photo shows what fun you can have without a drop of alcohol, and this photo shows the real limo that took them to the after party. An after party at the house of one of Piffin's classmates. They had all put money together to get the parents a hotel room for the night. And my beautiful daughter was home safe and sound around 10 o'clock the next morning. Public transport, no limo, no mini.