In my day when you got asked to prom, the guy you were currently going out with would sidle up and say, "Hey, wanna go to Prom? Great" And sidle off.
Not any more. It's a production.....
My daughter's current boyfriend works at Zumiez at the mall. She spent all afternoon making posters, cutting silk roses into petals, buying tealights, etc. She also downloaded and burned the perfect song to have playing at the big reveal... This Magic Moment by The Drifters. It had the perfect amount of cheezyness, romance and was recognizable to anyone not living under a rock. At 8:30 we went to the mall with the intention of setting everything up, making a call to the manager (who was in on it),lighting the candles and setting up the posters.
The manager was to send the young man into the back, let Megan and her friend into the closed store so they could tape the posters onto the cage they use to keep people out. The Poster Read... You're My Boo, Walk Out to Your Subaru.
But it's Oregon. Wet, rainy Oregon.
First we scattered the rose petals onto his car. The car was wet. The dye from the red rose petals ran. Nix that idea. (He has a totally decked out, white Subaru WRX, his pride and joy. Ooops.)
The candles wouldn't stay lit. Everytime we would get the P lit and move onto the R, a puff of wind would come up and blow them all out.
Time for plan B.
We ran everything over to a more covered area, but it was still too windy. Megs had to go do the posters so her BFF and I were running the supplies to the covered smoking area when we were stopped by the mall security. Turns out that my two blond girls and I look like terrorists or something. Actually, he was really nice about it, but no open flame. Can we say KILLJOY??
Time for Plan C.
So she ended up doing the posters and waiting by the car with leaking rose petals all around her, with The Drifters making their magic. It was very cute and incredibly funny.
Oh, and he said yes.