My Prince Will Be Here, Eventually!

I had the pleasure of attending a Philadelphia phenomenon, the Prom send-off! A Prom Send Off is sort of like Sweet 16 birthday meets the Cotillion. Our Prom Queen had invited family and friends and almost everyone has a role. Several women are assigned cooking duties, cleaning responsibilities, hospitality and production and they are good in their respective roles. Our Cinderella awaits in a closed room where she is dressed and comforted until her date arrives. Not only does she impatiently awaits his arrival, so does the neighbors up and down the block, because it is now dark and they want to go in and watch television. And the Prince was at home waiting for that call which said, "it's time to go". And, so down the stairs she glides, in the mist of fog (provided by a machine), which allows her gorgeous form fitting gold dress with train to billow. Oh, and I forgot that she had a dedicated song playing for her entrance. And girlfriend knew how to work it for the cameras. You move, then stop, pose, smile, move and pose again. Her entrance onto the streets of Philadelphia was on a red cloth. They were finally allowed to leave from their adoring crowd and finally made it that memorable dance, The High School Prom. The adoring fans re-entered the house and we celebrated this event with food and great conversation. That's where we heard that someone else would arrive to the prom by a horse drawn carriage. Another Philly tradition, like the Mummers!