Friday, July 29, 2011
That boy. This girl. The dance!
What is it about this timeless rite of passage that is so evocative?
Even now, in an age in which a 'night out on the town' is almost commonplace, there remains a sense of excitement and possibilty about 'prom night' that keeps it compelling.
And so here Steele is, holding Melody the girl of his dreams!
My girls made do with fabric bought on the main street, sewn together by Mrs Naidoo in Station road!
But for the boy... Hilton Wiener, Aldo and of course, the Benjamin Nivison jacket that everyone coveted.
My last 'matric dance'...with a bang not a whimper!