Prom price pushes it but belles of the ball dance on
Despite their extortionate cost and capacity to create cynicism, you can’t put the price on first sight of a prom outfit
I suspect many fathers would quake at the prospect of being the comically diminutive dad-doorman at their Year 11 daughter’s post-exams, post-prom party in early July.
But I am perfectly happy with the idea. I back the post-prom party – and maybe even a post-post-prom party. It may mean a potentially bloody face-off with surly, uninvited young drunks, or wandering into the darker corners of the premises with a fixed, avuncular smile, effectively in role as some form of human contraceptive. But if it means our daughter and her friends dance a few more hours of value out of their witheringly ...