So last weekend, we had the AKPsi semiformal. At first, I grumbled and mumbled about going. A friend of mine needed a date, and asked me, since I already knew some of the people that would be there. Rather grudgingly, I said yes. This same friend tends to do my physics homework every week, and its not like I ever offer to compensate him for his services. Rather, about a fifth of my class now depends on him . . . So I had myself yet another semiformal to attend.
And I figured it being a DIFFERENT semiformal, I could wear the SAME dress I wore to all of them last year. Probably not my smartest idea as people recognized it when I got there, but I figured I was being resourceful. The less work I had to do, the better. I had sorority interviews that night as well, and it was also VERY frigid outside. I ended up walking back to my place barely forty minutes before I had to go, peeling off layers of formal wear, and then disapprovingly staring at my dress knowing how cold it was outside. If I had been a little smarter, I would realized this before I chose to wear the one nice dress I have and found some other mode of dressing nicely without dying of hypothermia. But I wore the dress, and my friend’s sweater-coat thing on top. And froze anyways. My friend and I were late getting dressed because warmth was our utmost concern, and hence, we made our dates miss the bus. We ended up taking a cab to the Republic, the club at which our semiformal was held.
(Me still freezing in my friend’s lovely white coat)>>
The Republic, surprisingly, did have a place to check coats. I’m used to Russia, where they check them everywhere and its highly unfashionable to tote them around. In New Orleans, you either freeze for the few minutes you are out in the cold, or deal with the reality of carrying your coat ALL night long. Most of the time we choose to freeze . . unless its in the forties, which it was that night. Once we got inside, it was very warm. The music was good, and the regular Republic crowd started showing up as well. Soon the dance floor was packed, and they played lots of classics, like Michael Jackson’s Billie Jean. I ended up having a great time though I dreaded it at first.
My suitemate and I at the semiformal
My friends Yusuke, Annabelle, and Ricardo- the two AKPsi men and their dates after we finally got to the club!
In New Orleans, I’ve gone to three different dances in the last year, and all out of obligation. Here at Tulane we like to dress up and have a posh night every once in awhile. I don’t think many other schools can say that. I have friends at LSU who are actually jealous of all the dances I must attend–for my sorority as well as different organizations such as IATU.
After this dance, and the third use of my green dress, I guess I can say they’re not so bad after all.
And I figured it being a DIFFERENT semiformal, I could wear the SAME dress I wore to all of them last year. Probably not my smartest idea as people recognized it when I got there, but I figured I was being resourceful. The less work I had to do, the better. I had sorority interviews that night as well, and it was also VERY frigid outside. I ended up walking back to my place barely forty minutes before I had to go, peeling off layers of formal wear, and then disapprovingly staring at my dress knowing how cold it was outside. If I had been a little smarter, I would realized this before I chose to wear the one nice dress I have and found some other mode of dressing nicely without dying of hypothermia. But I wore the dress, and my friend’s sweater-coat thing on top. And froze anyways. My friend and I were late getting dressed because warmth was our utmost concern, and hence, we made our dates miss the bus. We ended up taking a cab to the Republic, the club at which our semiformal was held.
(Me still freezing in my friend’s lovely white coat)>>The Republic, surprisingly, did have a place to check coats. I’m used to Russia, where they check them everywhere and its highly unfashionable to tote them around. In New Orleans, you either freeze for the few minutes you are out in the cold, or deal with the reality of carrying your coat ALL night long. Most of the time we choose to freeze . . unless its in the forties, which it was that night. Once we got inside, it was very warm. The music was good, and the regular Republic crowd started showing up as well. Soon the dance floor was packed, and they played lots of classics, like Michael Jackson’s Billie Jean. I ended up having a great time though I dreaded it at first.
My suitemate and I at the semiformal
My friends Yusuke, Annabelle, and Ricardo- the two AKPsi men and their dates after we finally got to the club!In New Orleans, I’ve gone to three different dances in the last year, and all out of obligation. Here at Tulane we like to dress up and have a posh night every once in awhile. I don’t think many other schools can say that. I have friends at LSU who are actually jealous of all the dances I must attend–for my sorority as well as different organizations such as IATU.
After this dance, and the third use of my green dress, I guess I can say they’re not so bad after all.
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