I walk in last night (I had to hold off a week because of the weather) and I know as soon as I get there that I've been targeted. All the boys who know how to dance want to see if they can get my skirt to fly. Well, the dress was not in any way going to. Didn't keep them from trying.
So, I spent the night getting looks and leers and the only guy who says anything to me is engaged ("Becki, that dress is hot..."). It was enough though -- because judging by the reaction of every guy in the room, they had the same thing on the brain.
This is the cheesy prom-like picture that my sister took.