Oh prom.

The highlight of so many high school careers.

I didn’t live up my high school prom night like so many others- I drove my crappy car there with a date to whom I hardly spoke, I made spaghetti in my kitchen, and I wore I dress I made myself. Yeh, I was a total dork in high school.

But Prom at the Thin Man tonight rocked.

I had the hottest date, wore my favorite 80s dress, and kicked up some mad heels to bitchin’ tunes. (Man, the Police- the Sting bad- had creepy songs.)

The Thin Man (2015 E 17th Ave) is the one of the coolest little bars in town- a somewhat hidden jewel of the hip scene, it’s the place to be on this and most other nights.

The 80s Prom Night was grand this evening. Awkward prom photos, slow dancing, and a whole lot of crimped hair.

Much better than prom in high school.

(Plus we got to drink actual beer and I’m sure some folks got to actually “go all the way”….)