Last weekend, I went up to LA to attend the lovely Ms. Oona’s birthday prom, Promaballona, at Sew LA. It was a great time and I met a bunch of nice people. It was an adventure making it up to LA.
Of course last week had to be a busy week (this week too), but I was determined to get my dress made in time. Despite making this pattern 3 times before it had to be a pain in my behind. But I’ll get back into that a little later.
Let’s take a trip back to memory lane.
I never went to any of my high school proms and I honestly don’t regret it. I was a bit of a misfit in high school. I did not act like the majority of the students. I hung out mostly with my own little group of misfits. I was the token black girl in my group in a mostly black school. I would get shit for not acting, dressing. talking like the other ‘popular’ black girls at my school, but I could not be bothered with conforming to the masses. I always marched to my own drum, still do to a degree. I have more fun that way. Not everyone at my school, outside of my group was a pain in my butt, but there was enough that I did not want to go to prom. I wasn’t asked either (I think), so honestly no reason to attend.
I did however, go to my college cotillion, which was a good time. I went with my best friend at the time, whom I was crazy in love with. I thought I looked very cute and I thought he was looking good up until you notice the footwear. Him and I tore up the dance floor that night. We stayed friends several years after and had a nasty break (friends the whole time). It’s amazing how you can out grow someone.
Now back to present day…
I was planning to visit Oona before she went back to the East Coast and I happened to pick the weekend that she was going to celebrate her birthday. And so happened that Sew L.A. decided to throw her a party. I knew then that I HAD to make a promaballoona dress. I wanted to keep it as simple as possible. Did not want to have to do any fitting. So I decided to do a maxi dress and just find a fancy fabric to pair it up with. I found this slinky knit purple ombre fabric at Yardage Town.
Apparently, my brain escaped the building while working on this dress. I randomly clipped into the shoulder, so if you look closely you might see the black interfacing through the holes. Then I started sewing it a different way then I had intended. I was planning to have the seams closed, but the seams are opened. I put interfacing on the neckline and arms to keep the fabric from flipping over. When I got to the end of sewing the last side seam, I realized that the dress was not even, so I started to rip it to see what was going on and that’s when I got the idea to make a side slit.
I took this picture right after I finished sewing the dress. This is my favorite picture of me in this dress. The shots of me at the party… MEH. I look too big in those pictures.
Click to see Photos from Promaballoona.
Let me share with you a life lesson. Don’t party hard the night before you are to travel and don’t travel hung over. It’s not fun. However, I am pretty sure last weekend won’t be the last time, but I don’t advise it.
I made it to LA despite waking up about an hour before I was to catch my train. I felt bad for the girl who sat next me, since I did not have the time to shower. Magically, I had an enough energy to hang out with Oona a bit that Saturday evening.
Oona is now one of my favorite people in the world. She is damn awesome, sweet and ridiculously talented person. I am really happy I met her (and Mr. Ruggy, who is just as sweet and awesome). I am now looking forward to visiting home, so I can travel up to NYC and hang out, since they are leaving the west coast.
So yes, Promaballoona, was the only prom worth going to for me. Awesome host(s), tasty drinks and cookies, nice guest and Oonaballona. Happy Birthday again, Oona.