Sadie Hawkins Dance is a traditional, less formal dance commonly celebrated in high schools and colleges, in which girls ask their male counterparts to be their dates.
This year, my school held it’s first-ever Sadie's on March 14th. As ASB Vice President, I helped coordinate and set-up the dance with the other student volunteers. In accordance with the superhero theme, we taped Marvel posters, organized the black lights, and blew over 100 balloons, all ornamenting the room with vibrant colors and lights. But to our dismay, there was a smaller turnout than at previous dances, most likely attributed to the misconception that a date was necessary.
To be honest, even I had originally hoped to spend the night watching Netflix. None of my close friends were attending, and the idea of dancing with one person the entire night did not appeal to me. Plus, having been in favor of a Grease-themed dance, the winning superhero theme didn't help to persuade either.
This year, my school held it’s first-ever Sadie's on March 14th. As ASB Vice President, I helped coordinate and set-up the dance with the other student volunteers. In accordance with the superhero theme, we taped Marvel posters, organized the black lights, and blew over 100 balloons, all ornamenting the room with vibrant colors and lights. But to our dismay, there was a smaller turnout than at previous dances, most likely attributed to the misconception that a date was necessary.
To be honest, even I had originally hoped to spend the night watching Netflix. None of my close friends were attending, and the idea of dancing with one person the entire night did not appeal to me. Plus, having been in favor of a Grease-themed dance, the winning superhero theme didn't help to persuade either.
But after we had all finished decorating and smiled at our accomplishment, I changed my mind! I no longer cared about being date-less. I no longer worried about my poorly done make-up. I was ready to reward myself to live entertainment and free cookies, after an exhausting day of SAT test-taking and dance-decorating.
Like at most dances, I broke the ice by hitting the dance floor and strutting my (very) amateur moves. Some girls quickly joined me, helping to ease the tension in the room, as other couples awkwardly made their way to the stage as well.
After about 30 minutes, I began to regret my poor outfit choice. Long-sleeved, velvet-inspired Superwoman costumes cannot withstand sweaty dances that well. But beyond this minor setback, I had a wild time.
Like at most dances, I broke the ice by hitting the dance floor and strutting my (very) amateur moves. Some girls quickly joined me, helping to ease the tension in the room, as other couples awkwardly made their way to the stage as well.
After about 30 minutes, I began to regret my poor outfit choice. Long-sleeved, velvet-inspired Superwoman costumes cannot withstand sweaty dances that well. But beyond this minor setback, I had a wild time.
Not surprisingly, I did some pretty weird things, like tying a red balloon to my ponytail changing the lyrics from Meghan Trainor’s “All About That Bass” to “All About That Grace” with my friend Josh. However, I also obtained new experiences, like slow dancing with an Enrique Iglesias look-alike and dancing to Mexican folk music.
Later that night, I received multiple compliments, some telling me they wished they had my “dance confidence”, and I felt so humbled by these comments. I left Sadie’s, very contented with the decision I made on a whim.
I must say, Sadie Hawkins was pretty rockin’.
Later that night, I received multiple compliments, some telling me they wished they had my “dance confidence”, and I felt so humbled by these comments. I left Sadie’s, very contented with the decision I made on a whim.
I must say, Sadie Hawkins was pretty rockin’.