When I was in high school, I made the epic mistake of buying four prom dresses. It’s not that I’m a shopaholic, I’m delusional. I honestly thought I would be invited to prom every year. This was not the case.
Each spring, prom season would roll in and another one of my dresses would lie dormant in my closet. I usually numbed my pain by going to Monster Truck Rallies or drinking my body weight in Franzia at the beach.
Finally, eight years later, my friend, Lauren, and I decided to put our dusty prom dresses to use.