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okay, so monday was kelly and paul's joint birthday/prom party. it was planned by kelly, chelsea, paul, brendan, and me. we wanted our prom theme to be something special, something no prom had ever seen before.
our prom theme: the french revolution
the place de la revolucion
what's that? a 7-foot tall guillotine? ummm... fuck yeah! (sandy made it!)
the bastille!
the dance floor
so, yeah. we've been giggling excessively about all of this for quite some time now. and we worked damn hard. unfortunately, i have few pictures of our preparations.
paul, beheading our guillotine victim.
oh, the brutality.
sadists.
chelsea, making a dance mix above her BEATIFUL backdrop (unfortunately, this is the best shot i have without anything in front of the backdrop. but it's the bastille burning, and chelsea deserves a goddamn medal for it!)
anyway, now ONTO THE PARTY!
tim and his date, a develed egg
okay, you can't see my skirt, but it really made the outfit... just take my word for it. it's enormous and brown and poofy...
ooh geez.
(okay, so we forgot to take posed pictures of people who came late. so just know, kris, jess, and scott came as well.)
brendan's ultra gourmet food (by this point, properly ravaged)
janie and chelsea doing the electric slide
kellies!
brendan, looking way more fucked up than he actually was by this point
i'm not in any dancing pictures, but i'll have you know that chelsea and i were dancing for i'd say about 2/3 of the night. it was awesome. we never stopped.
BUT HERE ARE SOME OTHER ASS SHAKAZ!
chelsea, being a fucking ballerina!
i hope everyone had fun, and VIVE LA FRANCE!!!!!!!!
ugh, i have to pack. i'll be in sf till sunday. pre-orientation should be ashamed of itself. it's fucking stupid.
Love,
Tara
our prom theme: the french revolution
the place de la revolucion
what's that? a 7-foot tall guillotine? ummm... fuck yeah! (sandy made it!)
the bastille!
the dance floor
so, yeah. we've been giggling excessively about all of this for quite some time now. and we worked damn hard. unfortunately, i have few pictures of our preparations.
paul, beheading our guillotine victim.
oh, the brutality.
sadists.
chelsea, making a dance mix above her BEATIFUL backdrop (unfortunately, this is the best shot i have without anything in front of the backdrop. but it's the bastille burning, and chelsea deserves a goddamn medal for it!)
anyway, now ONTO THE PARTY!
tim and his date, a develed egg
okay, you can't see my skirt, but it really made the outfit... just take my word for it. it's enormous and brown and poofy...
ooh geez.
(okay, so we forgot to take posed pictures of people who came late. so just know, kris, jess, and scott came as well.)
brendan's ultra gourmet food (by this point, properly ravaged)
janie and chelsea doing the electric slide
kellies!
brendan, looking way more fucked up than he actually was by this point
i'm not in any dancing pictures, but i'll have you know that chelsea and i were dancing for i'd say about 2/3 of the night. it was awesome. we never stopped.
BUT HERE ARE SOME OTHER ASS SHAKAZ!
chelsea, being a fucking ballerina!
i hope everyone had fun, and VIVE LA FRANCE!!!!!!!!
ugh, i have to pack. i'll be in sf till sunday. pre-orientation should be ashamed of itself. it's fucking stupid.
Love,
Tara