Gay Girls at Prom: The Good, The Bad and The Awkward - In Photos

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Lucas (Advocate.com Editor) and Jami:

Jami, a stand-up comic who does The Advocate's Gaysayer) and I used to be a couple, and we went to prom together. (And, we were named King and Queen.) Oh, high school…

Jasmine and Corinne:

Prom circa 2009.

Lisamarie:

I am Lisamarie and I'm bisexual. ("Hi Lisamarie...")

The year is 1986. That's me, on the left, dressed like a Vestal Virgin who's ready to be thrown into a volcano -- complete with requisite braided rat-tail. On the right is my Prom Date from the Land of the Giants, Scott.

People in the front office at school decided he should ask me to go. I was so freaked out about going to prom with this guy, my psychiatrist actually prescribed Valium. I spent the entire prom hiding in the bathroom -- the only place he couldn't follow me, because every time I set down my bouquet he would pick it up and say, "Do you know how much I paid for this?”

Ummmmm. No?

I was also a vegetarian and dinner was prime rib. I clearly recall telling the waiter to "get this bloody chunk of meat off my plate.”

I was so stressed out; all night I was popping Valium like Tic-Tacs. By the end of the evening there was absolutely no filter on my mouth and you could have poured me out of the car -- which made things a little tricky passing through customs. (Our prom was held in Canada. Why? I wish I knew!)

To make things even MORE fun, when I left college and got my first job (many years later), my prom date ended up being my boss! I could have died, right there on the spot.

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