It has been a very sad few weeks in which I have not been able to go see any movies because I have been so crazy busy. For the last three weeks I have been nannying two babies and let me tell you what, these two hellions are the greatest birth control I have ever experienced.
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For those of you who follow basketball, you know that March Madness has started. For those of you who don’t know what that is, it is essentially like college basketball olympics. There are a ton of games as teams across the country compete against one another- it is single elimination, so one loss and the team is out of the tournament. People love March Madness because of its pure unpredictability. In college, basketball is a lot more fluid and good teams lose to less talented ones every year. It is because of this that people love to bet on who is going to win and they create long and detailed brackets to see who can come the closest. This year Warren Buffett offered 1 Billion dollars (yes, Billion) to anyone who could create a perfect bracket. The tournament is not even over yet and there is no one left who could compete for the money.
So, apart from basketball happening right now I had an ego destroying experience today. I was tossing out some old junk when I ran across some formal dance pictures from high school -homecoming, prom- that kind of thing. It almost hurt to look at them. It was so embarrassing, I looked like such an idiot. So, to make myself feel better I found some others to keep me and my old picture company.
Bruno has obviously mastered the severely awkwardly posed prom picture. Not only is the fro looking suave, but his flower necklace perfectly matches his dates dress… such a gentleman. I hope this pose was not their idea, because it looks like his date is trying to restrain him.
Aren’t we glad that this type of 80’s hair didn’t last long, though to be fair- she still wears hers with extra, extra hairspray today. Boy, does she look happy in this picture- a nice prediction of her future (that is her husband in later life) or maybe she is just horrified by his bowtie.
I am not sure why the chair prom pose was ever a thing, or why someone thought it was a good idea, because it creates a weird separation between the couple. I especially like the fact that it is a giant wicker chair. But the blazer she is wearing in this picture foreshadows her style consciousness as the President’s wife.
Here we have another victim of the painfully awkward forced chair pose, Brad looks more like he is about to get married then go to a high school prom in this picture. I also am enjoying the nice 80’s puffy sleeved, off the shoulder dress and conspicuous corsage.