Cinderella's Balls

As spring weather brings out the necessity to speak to the tween girls I work with about appropriate dress (because they are either unaware of the concept or just think it's okay to dress as if they're going to be waiting tables at Hooters instead of attending middle school), I can't help but remember prom season of 1985 - when, even though my dress could be worn off-the-shoulder, I chose not to do so, because that seemed like WAY too grown-up of a thing for me to do.

matching cumberbunds = totally rad