I racked up a few dance cards in my high school days, but there was only one in which I was ever properly corsaged and pinned. And that was at my Senior Ball. Yeah. My high school didn't call it Prom, oh no, we had a Senior Ball. Much fancier, no? I was the girl in the little black dress (surprise, surprise) with some baby's breath in my curled and twisted hair and my date was fashion forward enough to know to bring me the prettiest of iris-adorned wrist corsages. Seriously so pretty. So not only did I have good tastes in dates, but my date had good taste too! Ha. Which now that I'm thinking of it, makes me want to wear a couture-ish corsage all over again. Just because. And thanks to ban.do and this particularly pretty little rose pin, I can.
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