
Man, you guys know me. I’m all about having relaxed clothes and comfy kicks.
But Prom is different. You’ve got to be the man she wants.
Prom is about being an alternate universe version of yourself . . . You know, like, “Hey, here’s what I might be like in the future if this Prom thing takes off and this date situation turns into true love.”
So that means I’ve got to raise my game: Get myself a tuxedo and some shiny shoes. Get some kind of tie. Maybe shave. That kind of stuff.
I mean, don’t lose your personality altogether – that’s what she likes about you.
And maybe your car. In my case, it’s just the first one. My car won’t make it all the way to Canada to visit my girlfriend, so I wind up on the bus a lot.
Although, a bus is like a super-big car, so maybe she likes that, too.
Labels: date, prom, Rolo's Rules of Romance
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