I Love the 80's (apparently)

This past Saturday night, I got the lovely opportunity to support a cause I care about AND celebrate the birth of one of the coolest Washingtonians, Emily PG of Wild and Crazy Pearl fame. The event in question was an 80's Prom Night to support Planned Parenthood of Metro Washington.

I must admit that at first I was a little skeptical, for though the 80s is the decade of my birth, my wardrobe tends to be reminiscent of the 50s or 20s if anything, so I didn't know what I'd wear. Lucky for me, my friend Shelby P has an extensive collection of 80's gear she was willing to share. The final outfit was a ridiculous amalgam of ruffly green miniskirt (thanks, Sarah K.!), pink tights, leg warmers, my favorite Tink tank top and a fabulously ruffly eyelet white top (complete with Anne of Green Gables-esque sleeves!). Yes, I am dancing like an old man in the below picture. But you can see most of the outfit!

In addition, I tend to assume (further proof about what they say about "assuming"*) that I don't like 80's music -- it turns out I mostly just don't like Broadway music of the 1980's (with the exceptions of Merrily We Roll Along and Into the Woods, of course). I also tend to assume I don't know popular music that does not involve doo-wop or Missy Elliot, but again, I underestimated my own musical lexicon and found that I recognized (and LOVED) almost all of the songs that were played. 80's success!

These are my friends. They are very photogenic. (Also, the photographer, Jim Darling, was awesome. He got Gavi's hair in mid-motion!)

This is me. I . . . am a dancing fool. And apparently, not so much photogenic as incapable of making normal faces (or not dancing like an old man) when behaving like a dancing fool.

Needless to say a fabulous night of dancing and singing and time with friends and celebration of the lovely Emily P. G. (with whom I have NO pictures. sad panda. so here's one of her in her FABULOUS prom dress):

*It makes an ass out of you and me. It's a thing.