Last week (so I apologise for the late post) I went to my year 11 prom. I was terrified, I did not want to go at all. I don’t particularly like big occasions or loud noise so I was slightly baffled as to why I had decided to go to prom. Anyhow, I had decided to go and I couldn’t really back out now.
The day started with a trip to town to get last minute things; which I had forgotten to get previously (I have a bad memory for things if I don’t want to do it…) But we did manage to find everything that I needed without too much trouble and even managed to find a dress for a wedding which was in the sale at Monsoon and so only cost me £20! I was very happy
After this I had my hair done by my friend and with the help of hair extensions! The picture below is one of the only photos that focuses on my face where I haven’t immediately thought ‘Ew, that looks terrible!’ And when I showed it to mydance teacher a couple of days later she told me I looked ‘elegant’, I was pretty proud of this as my dance teacher has never called me elegant before…
After my hair after it had had all its pretty things put in it (this was done by another very good friend of mine), I was starting to feel a bit like Cinderella when she got ready for her ball.
Then before I knew it, it was time to put my dress on.I now had butterflies in my tummy because I was so nervous, so I started texting my friend to see if she was as nervous as I was. She was, so I felt slightly better.
I do like these two pictures, they make me smile because I’m smiling in them which is rare when I look at photos of myself because I’m very self conscious of my teeth and I hate my smile so I just don’t smile in photos much anymore.
However this was one of my favourite pictures of the evening, because it managed (and I do not know how) to capture one very quick moment of happiness. I think I sneezed or something like that and got the giggles afterwards.
I actually did have a really good time, I sat with some of my really good friends and also people who Iwouldn’t normally talk to which was quite nice. There was even a little awards ceremony and look what I got!
Even though I had a fantastic evening, I think the highlight of my evening was when my little brother Bene came up to me when I had put my dress and said ‘Fran, pwetty Fran’, my heart melted. He is so cute!