|Miss St. Johns 1976 with sister Suzanne|
St. Johns was the Catholic school where I attended junior high. There were probably 30 kids per class, and the pool for the annual pageant was the girls in 7th-9th grades. So we're not talking a huge competition. And yet -- inexplicably -- I didn't win the pageant until my third attempt. (For the record, there was no swimsuit competition.)
My continued participation is sufficient cause in and of itself for embarrassment. But what I most remember is the line of lunch room tables that were cobbled together to use as a runway. I have never been accused of being light on my feet, and I can still remember clomping down that runway in platform shoes. (Too bad I didn't save them since they are probably now back in style.)
Fast forward to the present day, and the Islettes Fashion Show at the Yacht Club. I somehow got roped into participating one Saturday morning bike to breakfast. I obviously hadn't had enough caffeine yet to come up with a polite way to decline. Claudia Morrow, the organizer, knew me well enough to say, "We're asking Dorrit too." So, I said, "If Dorrit will do it, so will I." Sisterhood!
When I arrived at the Yacht Club, I was confused by the fact that the parking lot was filled to the brim. "Hmm," I wondered. "What event is going on?" I honestly had no idea that the fashion show was such a big deal. There were over 150 ladies in the audience, most of whom were dressed to the nines. (Some ladies were even wearing hats!)
|Wearing Joseph Ribkoff|
I was the lead-off model, and basically raced down the runway, making a few turns along the way that I remembered from my days as a "teen board" model at Gayfers Department Store. (I told you I had a few stories to choose from!) I was down the runway and back and ready to take the two steps down to terra firma when I realized that Nichole was still talking about my outfit. Oops! I turned and faced the crowd, smiling gamely as I gave her time to finish her commentary. (The other models learned from that to walk a bit more slowly.)
|Dorrit was a natural|
It was a fun afternoon, and I understand that approximately $4,000 was raised for the IYC Compass Fund (which is used to finance purchases outside the regular budget). In addition, everyone who attended gets a discount for the next week at Nichole's and the sister stores of Palms on the Pier and Ruby Slippers. If you see a lot of women around town who look a bit sharper than usual, you'll know where they've been shopping!