I had posted this in the Tea Room, but thought it was worth repeating here:
Satori - Middle School, theme - "Dress as your favorite pop star(s)."
Since I wasn't going to pull off "Midnight Star" I wore my mom's silk oriental shirt with big baggy tuxedo pants and a big bright hat with a bunch of colored beads hanging off the brim.
A 13 year-old's attempt at Boy George. My mother did my make-up and sent me off to the dance.
I was approached by one of the Judges and asked what (not who) I was. I explained, and she handed me an expired certificate for an Arby's Roast Beef sandwich.
I was still happy, I danced in public for the first time at that dance, feeling that my costume made me someone different, someone more free.
The positive feelings from that night have stuck with me to this day.