Feminism | Posted by Nellie B on 05/24/2010
Prom and Assimilation
As a senior in high school, I am less than ecstatic about senior year and its attendant rites. That’s right: it’s prom time.
It’s a fortuitous year to be queer and prom-bound, as Constance McMillen has brought the issue to the forefront of America’s pop culturally-inclined social consciousness. You may have heard this already: McMillen asked to take her girlfriend to prom. School went nuts, canceled their prom, then sent Constance to a fake prom with other excluded kids while the rest of the class partied in secret. The one-two punch of bigotry and cruelty sent buzz not just through the gay community but the media at large. Impassioned Facebook groups such as “Let Constance Take Her Girlfriend to Prom!” sprouted up, along with offers of an alternate prom paid for by LGBT grande dame …
Feminism, Pop-Culture | Posted by Laura H on 04/28/2010
Prom, Dresses and Body Image Issues
I’m looking for a prom dress at the moment. Okay, maybe I’m not. Perhaps a more accurate description of my current activities is that I’m writing this lot a rambling spiel, whilst conveniently skiving off looking for prom dresses on the internet. Well, shoot me.
To tell you the truth, going to the prom is pretty high on my scale of “things I don’t really want to do but feel I really should”. I have never expressed a burning desire to dress up like some sort of tragically imperfect reject Barbie doll and totter around in heels that I can’t even walk in, trying to give the impression that my lumbering around the dance floor is not an inept stagger, but a waltz, and nor am I ever likely to. …
Pop-Culture | Posted by Jessie W on 04/26/2010
Prom and New Opportunities: Setting Ourselves Up To Fail?
My mother is a wonderful, funny woman. She has several interesting stories from her past which she shares with me, including one about prom. For her prom, she decided to go dressed in a long, powder blue dress. Her date somehow managed to catch his matching powder blue jacket in the car door and was a half hour late because his mother attempted to get the tar out by bleaching it, turning the entire side of the jacket white. My mother and her date went to a fancy restaurant and her date began to scream that he was dying due to a small piece of glass in his Boston cream pie. As if the night couldn’t get any more exciting, another girl at the prom wore the same dress as …
Feminism, Pop-Culture | Posted by Kate S on 04/21/2010
It’s time for prom! I’ve refused to go prom all these years but decided to go this year since it’s my senior year. Besides, the prospect of mocktails is just too much to decline…
Anyway, I’m always fascinated and agitated by the prom traditions. Having emigrated from Korea seven years ago, prom is something still foreign to me and since this is going to be my first and last prom, I can’t say that I’m not secretly excited for it. I’ve reserved a table with a few good friends and without any pressure of dates, we’re going to spend a jolly good time (in other words, I hope to spend a ninety-dollar-worth of time).
Inevitably, I started noticing a sequence of flamboyant “asking.” Without hesitation, boys assume the role of …