Anyone who knows me very well knows that I am not in the slightest bit girly. So, it is no surprise that prom was not something on the top of my list of things to do. (It wasn't on the list at all!) But, it seemed that getting me to Mormon Prom was on everyone else's to do lists.
Shantelle bugged me for weeks about going to Mormon Prom. She actually cornered a guy and tried to talk him into asking me. (He was unable to attend prom because of a school thing.) Every time my mom and I were out shopping, she would go and look at prom dresses and try to get me to try some on. My dad (yes, even he was in on it), while working, ran into a guy from our old ward. They talked about some of the young men - my dad was young men's president for a while - and prom came up. One young man was going to prom, but had no date. My dear dad volunteered me - without asking me! (This, by the way, was one week before prom.) My dad sprung the news on me at church. I'll admit, I was pretty mad. I decided that I would go straight home and call him and use some made up excuse about how I was unable to go to prom and I hoped he had a good time andyway. But, I'm too much of a nice guy.
So here I am one week away form prom with no dress and no idea how I was going to get ready (you know me, I don't know how to be a real girl). Thankfully, I know some great women. Sister TJ Pini did hair and make-up for me and my two friends Shantelle and Kiersten. My amazing youg womens president, Sister Shawna Taylor, got my dress ready in no time. This was no easy task either. I needed sleeves attatched to make it modest and because I'm vertically challenged, i needed about a foot of material cut off the bottom. She even made me a purse with the extra fabric!
My date was Jeff Loper from Shelbyville. We were good friends when I lived there. We pretty much grew up together. We were the only mormons in all of Shelbyville's school district, so we relied on one another. Though we hadn't seen or talked to each other in two years, we had no trouble picking back up where we left off. We enjoyed a delicious dinner at Olive Garden (which he paid for with his own money - what a gentleman!) and arrived at the Fisher's building right on time.
I don't know if it takes a village to raise a child, but it sure takes a village to get this tomboy to Mormon Prom!
Here I am with Sister Pini, the magician. Somehow she got three crazy
girls ready without breaking a sweat!
Here is my date Jeff and me outside the Fisher's building.
This is the day after at church:
Heather, me, and Shantelle
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