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#29 Your Memories and your Experiences

If I was to describe for you the worst date of my life, it would hands down have to be the time when I went to prom with a guy named Nick. I met Nick while I was working at Taco Bell. Nick was very kind and loved to tell jokes. He was a good friend for a long time. I had a crush on him but did not tell him for the longest time. Instead, I laughed at his jokes even if I did not know what him and his buddies were laughing at. 

I don’t remember how it came about that I was asked to go to prom with Nick, but I do know that I was very nervous. I could not believe that I finally got the opportunity to go out with Nick, and also to prom. I was so excited. Prom for most girls is as big of a to do as your wedding day. There is a lot of preparation that goes into planning your prom night. From finding the right dress, to the right shoes, and especially how you style your hair. 

I am not sure why I felt the need to try a professional salon instead of asking my best friend to style my hair, but I did. Maybe it is like I said, you put in a lot of preparation and want your prom night to be special. So on that morning, I went to the salon. The owner of the salon was the mother of a friend of mine. She began to start rolling my long, thin, straight hair with hot rollers. I waited for a while for the rollers to set, and then she began to style my hair. To this day, I do not recall picking out a certain style for her to style my hair after. When she completed, I looked as if I was straight out of the 60’s to 70’s. I literally had a bouffant. I was mortified. How could I go to prom with the guy I liked, with this hairstyle that I did not like? 

I was so afraid to tell the stylist, that I did not like this hairstyle, as I did not want to insult her or take up any more of her time. All I know is that I did want to go to the prom any longer. Once again, I am not sure why I did call my best friend Amber for an emergency intervention. I just went home to finish getting ready and continued to stress out about what I should do. 

I did end up going to the prom with Nick. But, I was so nervous and embarrassed to be seen with this hairstyle. I felt awkward, because I was going to his prom and did not know anyone except for those friends that we worked with. I didn’t want anyone  to make fun of me, due to my hair. I still could not understand why the hairstylist styled my hair after a bouffant, and her daughters hair was absolutely beautiful. I made it through the night and even through the pictures that were taken. As he dropped me off at home, I was so nervous that I knocked on the door, before he could even have a chance to kiss me goodnight. All in all, I had a great time despite the hairstyle. Looking back, a different hairstyle may not have changed a thing, but it would have made me feel a little better. Nick was a great guy, but we never went out again after that night.