Prom Dress

During high school, I was blessed to travel to Europe twice for spring break.  In 1992, my friend, Diana, and I, along with a group from our high school, traveled to France and Spain.  We created treasured memories on that trip.  There are things that we still laugh at when reminiscing about that adventure.  In 1994, our senior year, we traveled to Italy and Greece.  

Oh.  My.  Word. 

What a blast!

This time two other friends joined Diana and me for this amazing trip.  We had so much fun!  Unanimously, I think, our favorite stop was the Island of Capri.  It was so amazingly beautiful! 

Here are few scanned shots from my 35-mm camera circa 1992ish:

My friends Jill, Diana, Grace, and me with the beautiful water scape behind us.

The most exciting part of the excursion was finding my prom dress in a shop on the island.  Grace and I went in and found dresses after much deliberation and consideration.  We felt so sophisticated!  To have Versace prom dresses that we'd bought in Europe!  Certainly, you can't get anymore exciting that that!  O.K. So, I'd never even heard of Versace and didn't notice the name in the tag until years later.  But still--prom dresses from Italy!

I'm slightly embarrassed by the lack of fabric, but I was 18 and thought myself to be quite glamorous.

We didn't plan the black, white, red theme, but it certainly made for great pictures!

Oh, and where is that dress these days?  

This might give you a clue:

In the dress up box, of course!  A while back, Amelie discovered the dress in my closet.  It was still there, since I couldn't bear to part with something that was attached to such great memories.  (The story of my cluttered life, actually.)  She asked if she could wear it.  I hesitated briefly and then thought better of it.  Why NOT?  Her daddy had already made it clear that NO lady was leaving the house in it.  Ever.  So, why not add it to the dress up box?  She's had so much fun in it.  It makes her feel like a grown-up and it's being put to far better use than just hanging in my closet.  And since her daddy will forbid her from wearing it when it actually fits her, why not now?