Well, the most excellent Campeador was kind enough to take me to the school Valentine's dance. Behold us. Or don't behold us, as it's not a very good picture. But I enjoyed it anyway--the dance, if not the picture. Campeador was a prince among dates.
The de Tocqueville Society did a real nice job organizing it. My commendations. :-) There was far too much hip hop/seventies rock/whatever it was, and not nearly enough swing, but it was a cultural experience, if nothing else!
And then we had Adventures coming back. You wouldn't think you could have an adventure driving through Purcellville, but he claims coming home from swing dances has a bad effect on him. Well, it didn't hurt anything and he handled it like a trouper, and if you want more details, ask him. :-) All in all, a spiffin evening.
4 comments:
I'm glad to hear y'all went. I was always curious about the V-day dance.
Blaming things on dances is often a good idea (works far better than stupidity). :-)
Of course...everyone should sing. :)
The dress is lovely, and I am glad you had a lot of fun!
~Lady Ancilla
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