A few weeks ago, I sat down and looked through my memory boxes. There in amongst photographs and letters was a bra to remember.
A coworker came in the other morning and told us that her daughter had not yet returned from prom. It was 10 a.m. The daughter would return home by noon. Ah, youth!
Prom Season. The Family Slay didn’t expect to have to deal with this reality for several more years, until Youngest Family Slay Member reached the appropriate age. What they had forgotten about – Slay Belle’s youngest sister, the high school senior.
For your entertainment but not edification, we present to you, without commercial interruption, A Weekend With the Family Slay.
Ladies, how many of you have been there? Apparently a lot of us, because there’s a tumblr about it, The Hairpin did a post about it, I’ve heard many stories from women who went to prom with their friend who they either knew at the time was gay, or they know now. This is my […]