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100 Days Ball

The Night in a Nutshell

Your Fashion Fairy Godmother

Published: Sunday, February 23, 2014

Updated: Sunday, February 23, 2014 21:02

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   …More like 100 ratchet reasons why Holy Cross should no longer affiliate itself with the DCU Center. Sitting in bed last Saturday morning recapping the night’s festivities and absurdities with friends, a popular topic of discussion was the DCU green-coated monsters, otherwise known as the DCU security. Suited in matching Masters imitation-style blazers, these basic rent-a-cops herded cocktail-dress-coated seniors up a never-ending flight of escalators and into a mosh pit in front of the bar, otherwise known as a line. Fifty dollars a ticket got you sweaty-palmed, all-you-can-eat access to a veggie table and a DIY nacho bar that even Kimball put to shame with ease. Luckily the beers were only $6.50…The highlight of the evening had to be the dual fog machines beneath the DJ stand,  sure to set the romantic mood. And then, if you wanted to leave, well, you couldn’t! The DCU green monsters guarded the exits, where at least fifteen odd girls stood crying begging to leave. Barricaded by their brutality, mascara-smeared seniors wobbled to nearby chairs anxiously awaiting the arrival of the big yellow buses.

    By midnight, sweaty seniors straggled off of the dance floor and into the bathroom: feet bleeding, hearts aching, and stomachs churning. Apparently nachos, ranch dressing dipped carrots, and tequila do not make a good combination. All hating aside, dancing like complete idiots to completely idiotic music does make for a giggly gala. Every girl got the Instagram picture she was hunting for, and every guy was forced to take it. Heels were high and cheeks bronzed. With approximately 90 days of school left, most seniors were willing to put aside their values and unfortunately high morals for the laugh. Odds are you would do it too. So with better days ahead, like an overpriced trip to Punta Cana and the infamous St. Patty’s Day, the senior class surges on.

 

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