It’s “Prom Day”. Toes are painted, makeup is purchased, hair appointment in a few hours… corsage to be picked up.
Sun is shining!
Dress will be laced. Photographer at three. Limo at four. Followed by a trip to the gardens and then to the “Grand March” to wish them well and hope they have a night they’ll never forget!
To the theme of “A Night in Paris”.
I’ve a few things left to do before the big event. I’m feeling a little verclempt.. and before you go looking that up… it’s “choked with emotion”.
I’ll have plenty to say tonight… grab a few tissues before you read. The way I’m feeling right now… it’s gonna be a sappy one!
Now don't go getting all verclempt! You'll make your mascara run…
So funny to hear someone use that word – I recently had to explain myself to a co worker after describing someone's behaviour as verclempt.
I don't envy you. Thankfully I have a few years left before I have to worry about this event. But I admit, I often find myself becoming a little verclempt when I think about my daughter's first day of school. Not sure how I'm going to handle that one…
Good luck, though.
Could you please send me the file??