House of Holland | Confessions of a Shoreditch Girl

It’s official! Prom season is here, and it’s had me thinking again about my own High School prom experience. I was still living in New York and we had our prom at the Marriott hotel in the heart of Times Square. It was an evening that included pink taffeta, a black stretch limo, one crashed party and midnight bowling in a ballgown…

By the time I was a High School senior, it didn’t matter that we were a class of predominantly female students, we wanted our prom night to be magical, and we wanted it to be everything we’d heard and seen how middle-America proms were supposed to be. Unlike most traditional American teens, I went to a vocational High School in Manhattan and started studying fashion at 14. And much like how you’d find in any High Street head office today, it was mainly us girls and we dressed for each other. But we did have a prom king and queen that year, albeit naturally went to one of the actual few couples that existed in our small class at the time.

When I think back to my pink dress, it was so unlike me. From the delicate colour right down to the styling; it was strapless, floor length with a voluminous skirt supported by a gathered net slip underneath, but this was my night to be Cinderella (even though there was no Prince Charming but, my Dad did want me back home by midnight!).

We didn’t have a High Street then (not that New York does now either), you bought your prom dress in a department store and it wasn’t a stylish one like Selfridges, so if I had the chance to do it all again, I’d like to hope that I could be arriving in…

THE “MAN REPELLER”…

Giles Pink Lip Sleeve Sable Dress Dress £865, Maria Black Oxid Snow Single Earring £50, Lulu Guinness Perspex Lips Clutch £245, Coast Ariel Shoes £65