Anyway, my little black dress with silver heels is that outfit for me. I’m not going to lie, I looked bomb. I felt like I could rule the world. Who doesn’t always want to feel like that?
Oh, right. Formal.
In my experience, there’s two big reasons to look forward to Honors formal.
First, we looked fly as hell. Not just me and my group of friends, but everyone. Girls pulled out all the stops with their hair and Tarte palettes, and the guys even glanced in the mirror to make sure their tie was straight before they were out the door.
Second, it’s a chance to get out of DeHority, out of the learning environment we’ve adapted to, and we get to knock back some tangy Cardinal Punch and dance like there’s no big Honors project due the following Monday. I got to see my peers in such a different light (literally—think middle school dance disco lights), and we got to have fun without the worry and stress of having to constantly impress each other and our professors with how much we know and how much we’ve accomplished. I love my fellow Honors peers, but I think we can all agree that we can be a little “over-hype” when it comes to selling ourselves to others.
To my amusement, someone requested Footloose at this year’s dance, and the number of people who jumped in with the Footloose dance was startling and impressive. Maybe it’s a “thing” at other schools, but it’s not the norm at Noblesville High School, where I graduated. Maybe I should put this on my list of “to-do’s and to-learn’s.”