I'm finding the joy of a debutante ball to be a glorious natural high that takes a while to come down from, and just like Christmas, I don't want it to end.
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The last day of school term found our family amongst 1000 members of the community who watched 64 of our teens absolutely shine as they were presented to the official party with a curtsey and bow, and then to the whole room, two by two, utterly glowing. The Moore Pavilion nearly burst with pride as these young people gracefully worked together to deal with nerves, gloves, bow ties, high heels and high hair to carefully guide each other around the dance floor, entertaining an enthralled crowd.
Many a traditional country supper was consumed, along with gallons of soft drink and tea, as the 16 and 17 year olds displayed the Veleta, Tango, Modern Dance and the Evening Three Step to start.
When it was time for the "special person" dance, there was a communal deep sigh of emotion and tears of joy as the Pride of Erin created spectacular scenes on the dance floor when the teens were joined by a person of great importance to them, followed by the progressive Jive which unleased mayhem and laughter.
The venue was gorgeously decorated by a fabulous team of parents who successfully met the challenge of turning a very big shed into a glittering ballroom, to the theme of "Bohemian Dreams", strewn with fairy lights, flowing fabric and flowers in rustic natural tones and dusty pinks.
I've spent many hours since the event pouring over all the images and enjoying the memories of great company and a terrific atmosphere, smiling about the lovely young ladies and gentlemen who have begun to make their mark.
Photo stations throughout the space were busy hosting groups of family and friends who wanted to capture digital memories of the occasion to post on social media, put in albums or frame to hang on walls, sit on mantelpieces, bedside tables or all of the above. I've spent many hours since the event pouring over all the images and enjoying the memories of great company and a terrific atmosphere, smiling about the lovely young ladies and gentlemen who have begun to make their mark.
Cleaning up after the ball was just as much fun as the occasion, I think because working alongside passionate people towards a common purpose is always rewarding.