Halloween dancin'

I generally don't go to dances, or dancing, because I feel very uncomfortable in rooms full of strangers and I'm an awkward dancer when it isn't choreographed, but when Sylinda said she planned to go to the mid-singles (ages 30-46) Halloween dance last Friday, I resolved to go with her. I love Sylinda and I love dressing up in a costume. Win-win!

Since I recently lost a chunk of weight, I figured I'd be able to fit into the trusty Sleeping Beauty costume my mom made me in college. I had fun with sparkly makeup and crafted my hair around a tiara. Then I went to put on the dress... the dress wouldn't zip. Gah! No! Really?!! I threw a 10 second tantrum and then put on my Arwen costume. If I had been Sleeping Beauty, fewer people would have asked "what are you?" all night. I told most people I was just a princess. The tiara wasn't really Arwen-esque, but I didn't want to redo the hair. I was sad about Sleeping Beauty, but this was a satisfactory second choice.

The dance was fun! I got to do pretty much everything I wanted to!

Diana, Sylinda, and me

Danced a LOT

(BTW, "Thriller" is a great Halloween song, but awkward to dance to
since no one really knows the dance...)

Was asked to dance during two slow dances

Met two folks dressed like The Doctor from Doctor Who

Bow ties are cool!

Had my photo taken at the photo booth

Met two girls named Diana who were both dressed as lady bugs (technically,
one was Ladybug Girl and was thrilled when I knew who that was)

Ate a Dunford donut (this was important)

Gave a guy I like my phone number

All in all, I'd say the endeavor was a success. Hooray for doing something outside of my comfort zone, and for darling friends who make it worth it!!

Oh, and I tried zipping that Sleeping Beauty dress again when I got home and it DID zip up! Turns out, the secret is not to put the puffy petticoat on first. You live, you learn!