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Could I Hate This Dance For The Rest Of My Life? January 4, 2016

Filed under: 1940s,College,Fun,Funny,History,Humor,Nostalgia,Photography,Pics,Vintage — kerbey @ 9:28 am


Evidently the 1949 Sophomore Hop was not as hopping as she hoped. Reminds me of Community‘s Aubrey Plaza and her sneer.



The Senior Ball held in April also lacked its share of fans. Note folded arms and glare.


Whoever held the stage that night proved unsuccessful in entertaining the crowd. You’d think they’d just announced WWIII.


Maybe those gals should have stayed home and listened to Jo Stafford records. These smiles speak volumes.



9 Responses to “Could I Hate This Dance For The Rest Of My Life?”

  1. It looks like they were expecting Lionel Hampton and his orchestra, but Lionel bailed and they replaced him with Billy Graham.

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  2. Benson Says:

    Just one more occasion when a time machine would really be nice. Go back and see what could possibly make those girls sneer to the point of scowl on what should be an event to celebrate and laugh. Heck no body seems to be having a good time.

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  3. It must be the old why-don’t-men-like-and-ask-me-to-dance situation Kerbey! ❤
    Diana xo

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  4. Hendle Says:

    I have that Jo Stafford album! She had an amazing voice. I tried to attach a photo of my album but it wouldn’t let me.

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  5. I’m pretty sure it has to do with who just got nominated as prom Queen and King. ALWAYS Drama around that 🙂

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