Be careful what you ask for...
Junior Prom 1991
The story goes...
My mom was on a mission.
A mission to find a dress for me.
She wanted one that came up to my chin.
She found it.
And bought it.
I wore it.
(The only other mormon aside from Ben in my grade.)
Here I am being crowned as Prom Queen. (whatever) Let's just say that I felt a little 'overdressed' for the occassion, me and my covered shoulders/neck and all.