MBA Prom

Recently Amanda and I attended the "Leeds School of Business MBA Winter Formal," or as I like to call it, "BizProm." I began the night trying to stave off a migraine but determined to have fun.

Amanda and I looked sharp. She in simple cream colored sexy dress with shoes probably stolen from Lady Gaga, I in my "any color you like as long as it's charcoal" suit.

Comprised almost exclusively of daytime students who make up for their lack of real world work experience with enthusiasm and binge drinking (I love you guys but you know it's true), Prom was held at the Hotel Boulderado, Boulder's oldest, sweetest, and ridiculously expensive hotel. I'm down for conference room ambiance but rumor had it that the keg cost over $300. Clearly, aspiring MBA students should consider the hotel catering business.

The top three best aspects of the night:

1. An afro sporting cameraman. Pics of random people clowning here. 
2. A small cohort of evening students with which to mingle.
3. My former marketing professor who TORE UP THE DANCE FLOOR and then friended me facebook. I accepted, of course. 

The music was handled by one of the students who wielded his iPod dominated by late 90's hip hop songs with Nazi-like control. Unfortunately for me, I felt the lyrics such as Big Pun's "I'm not a playa I just crush a lot" mostly crushing my temple and behind my right eye. It might have been the four glasses of wine but my usually staunch migraine meds had no effect. I knew how badly I felt but didn't realize it showed until I saw photos like this one. I call it: Mask of Pain and Marketing Professor.

Following Prom, Amanda and I resolved to "get dressed up more." I resolved to stretch daily and to hide from all cameras during future migraines.