Friday night a DJ-angel saved my life...

...and that DJ-angel made sure that everyone had a blast at Beurling Academy's Retro Flashback Dance. No seppuku for Miss Alarie, just tons and tons of kudos that I must share with all of my Leadership crew.


I must say I was worried. When ticket sale was slow, SPM began developping into MPM (major panic mode) and I hoped that it didn't show too much. When the idea of changing the theme was brought up, I categorically refused. Part of me wanted to give in, but I resisted and declared that the retro theme will go on! Onward disco and twist, I say!


Well! Let me tell you that there are more young fans of the good ol' disco and twist that one might think. YMCA, Twist and Shout, I Will Survive and classic 80's tunes like Billie Jean and Girls Just wanna have Fun got roaring cheers of approval and the dance floor was packed. Even the takiest early 90's songs (*cough*Ice Ice Baby*cough*) were welcomed with glee. Yeah, Vanilla Ice still has fans...go figure! The highlight of the night: the conga line that my Leadership girls started when I put on Copacabana.



And the costumes! So many actually took the time and dressed up for the occasion. I doned the ugliest go-go dancer dress and wig (yes, I went blonde for this affair) and some students went all-out and raided their parents closet for vintage 80's outfits. There were rockers, bobby-sockers, hippie chicks and Beatle wannabes. And some just tossed a whole bunch of styles in a blender and came up with very unique looks that would make a drag queen emerald green sequins with envy.


Final tally: we had over 100 students attending the dance, which is very good, considering we were riding on the tailcoats of last year's student-planned dance. That one did ok, so we had to do better than it did. We couldn't suck, in other words. My crew claims we did way better so that makes me smile, in that "how do like them apples" sorta way. I still haven't calculated how much we made, but I am sure we made enough to share with the Yearbook committee.


So I must thank Mr Daoust and Mrs Laberge (parent-volunteers... and who were kind enought to return the sound equipment on Saturday morning), the teachers who came to chaperone (kudos to Mrs. Midler who went hippy for the night), Mrs Andrews, Mr. Acton and Mrs Bianchi, our administrators, the caretakers, Home & School (who sold refreshments and glow sticks to all the guests) and especially my Beurling Bunch - the Leadership crew - who once again proved that they can be the best and the awesomest group of students I have ever met. If a bunch of kids can endure Miss Alarie's panic attacks, well they are golden in my books.