Flashback Friday — Promtastic

There’s a good chance I will be in the doghouse for a long time after this post, but you must agree it will be worth it.

As we are embracing all things prom this next week or so as Catherine prepares for her big day, Basil unearthed his prom pictures — a treat for the eyes in, oh, so many ways.

This first one was from his junior prom in 1972. He remains quite proud of the jacket despite its resemblance to upholstery fabric. And I can’t help but wonder if his sideburns needed their own ticket.

Ah, the ’70s.

His date here remains a friend.

Below is his picture from senior prom. A white dinner jacket remained a favorite through several more dances where he served as escort.

His date here was a girlfriend at the time, and no, your eyes don’t deceive you –she is barefoot. Someone stepped on the bottom flounce of her dress, ripping it off in the process, and so she chose to go shoeless rather than have a much-too-high hem.

In addition to finding these photos — and demanding that I produce mine lest I laugh alone — Basil found the receipts for renting these tuxedos: $32 each.

I think he should get his money back.