DRESSEDTOKILL

DRESSEDTOKILL

Grad is a certainly a night to remember for most folks, and for someone who was reluctant to participate in one of the cheesiest life events ever, I actually had a pretty great time! You see, my initial goal with grad was to avoid it all together (I'm allergic to tradition) but after being dragged into it by Bryce (I suppose that's what BFFs are for) I decided that if I was going to grad, I was going to do it right, damnit! And by right, I meant this: 

The Ultimate Guide to a Non-Traditional Grad

Step one- Pick a completely unconventional grad dress. Or if you're feeling particularly defiant, opt for a Lady Tux à la Anne Hathaway at the Oscars or Janelle Monae. No one will see it coming, and you can be your own date! Yay, feminism.

Step two- Refuse to participate in girly and expensive pre-grad ceremonies. Do your own damn hair, make up and nails. This is the 21st century ladies, be independent! 

Step three- Skip all major city monuments and super cheesy grad poses by a fountain or something like that. Don't, just don't.

Step four- Don't even think about a limo! Find a better way to get to grad, be it a motorcycle, polar bear, tandem bike or if you're cheap like us, public transit.

Step five- Arrive about 20 minutes late (thanks Winnipeg Transit) to show them who's boss. Proceed to swagger in like James Bond: kill the evil henchmen hiding behind the fake plants then sit down at your table and loudly demand a drink shaken, not stirred. 

So yeah, I followed all the steps (minus killing evil henchmen, I didn't want to ruin my outfit) and I had a kick-ass time! My friend Emmeline (who is a super talented photographer BTW) took our grad photos in my room, around the neighbourhood and in the bus on our way to grad--what a trooper! Grad itself was unavoidably typical though. The venue was lame, the food was okay, people were taking cheesy pictures with each other, saying how much they'd miss everyone, laughing then crying, and later we all danced to shitty music on a fog-covered, over-crowded dance floor. And so, despite my best attempts to avoid all clichés, grad itself ended up as expected--totally lame. But you know what? I wouldn't take it back for the world!

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A picture with Malte and Tristen. Don't we look dapper? 

I am wearing a Jacob blazer, thrifted shirt, Spring bowtie, self-made cummberband, American Apparel Disco Pants and Calvin Klein pumps.

Crossing the street Beatles-style!

 Teen Vogue money shot. Oh yeah, we went there.

En route to grad on a bus. So glam.

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