“Can it be? A post about the historical ball?” *everybody swoons*
Sorry I haven’t posted any pictures yet. I’ve been insanely busy, but I won’t waste your time by explaining all of my reasons and just get straight to…
The Historical Ball. : )
At twenty-five pictures, this post is really long and wins the prize for the post with the most pictures. Ever. I’ve had to sort through three hundred and thirty-four pictures from the ball – some that I took, but most of them were taken by my younger brother. (Thanks so much, by the way!!) These are the best, the least blurry (I’ll just go ahead and say sorry about that…), and the most cropped.
For those of you I didn’t send the email to, here’s my dress! Ain’t it purty?! Special thanks to Arwen, who did the eyelets and the trim and the belt and… well, anything that wasn’t a straight seam and I knew I couldn’t do. : )
This is me basically the entire night. Just a blur. I danced nearly every dance – bowed out on the swing dancing (except the last one)… mainly because no one asked me, but mostly because I didn’t think I could go as fast as the music! (I’ve been learning after church and I have the basic step down and a few of the other moves – plus two little aerial moves!! – but still…. I need more practice!) Anyway. This one is during the Virginia Reel. Everyone knows that one, so we did it quite a few times.
This is Mairi’s Wedding, going to the awesome and amazing High Kings song (to be found on YouTube here). I couldn’t believe there was an actual dance to go along with the song, but apparently…. : ) It was really easy, too, so we did it a few times, mixing up the easier steps with some Irish “setting” and spins. Loved it!
And I just realized that no one took pictures of the broom dance! : P Well, I’ll just tell you guys about it. A friend asked me to dance and we were talking while they got the music set up. When he found out what dance it was, he gave me an evil grin and I said, “Oh, no.” He told me that the dance is kind of like musical chairs, except instead of chairs, you use girls. “When the music stops,” he told me, “the guys have to find a new partner. There’s one more guy than there are girls, so if the last guy doesn’t find a girl, he has to dance with the broom.” (Heehee….) The music started – a slow waltz – and we continued our conversation. A minute or two later, the music cut off and my partner literally shot off! I had been told to stand still, but I didn’t need to even think about having to find a new partner because a split second later, someone stepped in front of me and said, “Would you like to dance?” I could only laugh and nod my head. We did that for about ten minutes, with there being an odd guy dancing with the broom each time. (My younger brother even got the broom once!) I learned halfway through that if you don’t have a partner after a few seconds, you raise your hand. When I did this, three guys literally charged towards me! It was so funny!
After a few dances, they did this really hard Scottish-dance. I didn’t even attempt to dance and just sat down and took pictures. It looked like a lot of fun, though, and at the end, I walked up to my friend and said, “You are going to teach us that dance! Please, please, oh, please! It looks like so much fun!” : )
Interesting story behind Arwen and this dance partner, but I’ll make it short by saying that he asked me to dance at first, so I did, but then, halfway through, I asked him to dance with Arwen because she’d “been the guy” for most of the night. He agreed with a smile, but I had to apologize later for putting him in an awkward situation. (Cuz you can’t really say no, you know? Heehee… oops.)
And here’s all of us! Sorry it’s a little dark, but it’s the only picture of all four of us. : )
Hope you enjoyed looking at all of the pictures! I had such a blast and I hope a little of that shone through all of the pictures I’ve shared!