Spring Break = Over

[Gypsea]

I was an "escort" for a number of different debs at the Holiday Cotillion here in Tuscaloosa. I never understood the premise of young women being "presented." Presented? To what?

Looked to me like it was simply an announcement saying they were old enough to have sex.

And I bagged my share of debs :funn:

 

[whiteyfunn]

I was an "escort" for a number of different debs at the Holiday Cotillion here in Tuscaloosa. I never understood the premise of young women being "presented." Presented? To what?

Looked to me like it was simply an announcement saying they were old enough to have sex.

And I bagged my share of debs :funn:

My friend was "presented" at Cotillion a few years ago. I had a blast. :clap_1:

 

[seacrestkristi]

I think it's sweet to celebrate a young person's maturing in such a nice way. Plus the history behind some of those balls are really kinda interesting even though I 've never been in it.

Did anyone see the show about the kids in public schools in NY city being required to take ballroom dancing. It was great. They loved it and took it seriously. They looked so mature and got so much from it. Schools competed for championship. We had square dancing but I don't remember any ballroom dancing. ;-) Teachers and programs make all the difference. Wouldn't it be nice if all kids could get the chance to learn to dance at school? How funn would that be?

 

[Beach Runner]

The Cotillion (a.k.a. debutante) Club in our town is controlled by the graduates of one particular public high school. If you don't go to that school and make friends with a certain crowd, you have to spend your high school years sucking up those girls at that high school. Money (old or new) or class has nothing to do with it. Our daughter went to a private school and didn't want to suck up to them just for the sake of being a debutante. So she wasn't invited to be in the club, yet ironically our air conditioner repairman's daughter was (no money and no class -- just good old country folks). Only one girl from the private school was invited -- her mom groomed her starting in the eighth grade for the Cotillion Club and for sorority recs. She had an older daughter who was disappointed by not being "In Da Club," so she worked the system. It worked -- not only did her younger daughter get invited to be a deb, but she got into the best sorority at 'Bama.

No way I'd suck up to people like that. I could care less about these things. They really don't matter after your freshman or sophomore year.

 

[whiteyfunn]

The Cotillion (a.k.a. debutante) Club in our town is controlled by the graduates of one particular public high school. If you don't go to that school and make friends with a certain crowd, you have to spend your high school years sucking up those girls at that high school. Money (old or new) or class has nothing to do with it. Our daughter went to a private school and didn't want to suck up to them just for the sake of being a debutante. So she wasn't invited to be in the club, yet ironically our air conditioner repairman's daughter was (no money and no class -- just good old country folks). Only one girl from the private school was invited -- her mom groomed her starting in the eighth grade for the Cotillion Club and for sorority recs. She had an older daughter who was disappointed by not being "In Da Club," so she worked the system. It worked -- not only did her younger daughter get invited to be a deb, but she got into the best sorority at 'Bama.
No way I'd suck up to people like that. I could care less about these things. They really don't matter after your freshman or sophomore year.

ooo ooo ooo which one?

 

[Mango]

I'd pay money to see 30gAy present someone to Cotillion.

 

[JB]

I'd pay money to see 30gAy present someone to Cotillion.

 

[Rudyjohn]

The Cotillion (a.k.a. debutante) Club in our town is controlled by the graduates of one particular public high school. If you don't go to that school and make friends with a certain crowd, you have to spend your high school years sucking up those girls at that high school. Money (old or new) or class has nothing to do with it. Our daughter went to a private school and didn't want to suck up to them just for the sake of being a debutante. So she wasn't invited to be in the club, yet ironically our air conditioner repairman's daughter was (no money and no class -- just good old country folks). Only one girl from the private school was invited -- her mom groomed her starting in the eighth grade for the Cotillion Club and for sorority recs. She had an older daughter who was disappointed by not being "In Da Club," so she worked the system. It worked -- not only did her younger daughter get invited to be a deb, but she got into the best sorority at 'Bama.

No way I'd suck up to people like that. I could care less about these things. They really don't matter after your freshman or sophomore year.

Good for Beach Jacket!

 

[Kimmifunn]

I had a great time getting wasted in a wedding dress.:clap_1: And all the parties. It takes a lot to be a "Birmingham Social".

 

[JB]

I had a great time getting wasted in a wedding dress.:clap_1: And all the parties. It takes a lot to be a "Birmingham Social".

I was invited to one in Bham. Beaux Arts or something like that. Ritzy affair at the Bham Country Club. It was horrific.

I ended up leaving my date and going to Sammy's.