Beauty was all set to go to her big prom and then things changed and she wasn't sure she was going. However, she decided the day prior that she was still going to attend on a SINGLE ticket and just have fun with the all of her friends and not worry about the date. (Truly, I admire her for that because I don't know that I would have done the same).
We put things in gear and we found a dress a week prior. We drove out to see it, saw it, loved it, and bought it. It was also fun finding the perfect accessories that would compliment her and her dress. Her dress is a beautiful Mori Lee dress. Very typical ball gown with lots of tuille and sequinn beating. It is Carolina Panther blue! She wanted to feel like a princess in it and she did. So, we had the prom ticket, the dress and now all we needed was a PICTURE DATE! After all, it is all about the pictures!! So, we decided on DaMarco. He was going to wear green to match his date. I said, I would buy a blue bow tie and all he would have to do is switch out ties for our pictures.
Mr. Incredible and I were quite impressed by what a well mannered behaved young man that DaMarco was. He has been invited over many times. He plays football and wrestles and just signed a 4 year scholarship for football to Minnesota!. WE are proud of you Marco! His brother currently plays at Mizzou and we hope to attend a game this year and cheer them on.
I made Beauty's wrist corsage. It was a hot pink rose centered between two gardenias which smelled absolutely amazing! D's flower lei was made with white carnations accented with hot pink tips. I wanted desperately to use more gardenias but we did not have enough blooms.
DaMarco and Beauty both wore their prom clothes to church the next morning. The flowers or her hair did not survive but they still looked stunning. DaMarco went to church with us the next morning and all I could think about was the movie Blind side and he being a fly in milk in our ward. LOL, but he was a great sport! (I may or may not have leaned over to Mr. Incredible and asked him to call me, Mrs. Tooey)