Queen For A Day

err, well, actually more like 5 minutes…  And after being a queen for most of my adult life, I was actually a king!  (But only because Vanesa wouldn’t let me be the Queen…)

While chaperoning our seniors’ prom on Saturday night, my dear friend Vanesa and decided we should fulfill our respective adolescent fantasies of being Prom King and Prom Queen.

King Frank & Queen Vanesa

It was short-lived however as we had to give them back for the real Queen and King. But it was fun while it lasted. ;)

Oliver is doing much better! Most of his spots are gone with just a few remnants on his legs and arms. Thanks for all the kind comments and emails!

8 Responses to “Queen For A Day”

  1. Dana Says:

    HA!!!! I used to photograph a LOT of proms. First of all, you got the pose right! Second….I would have done the EXACT same thing, given the chance! Sadly, a tiara has never graced this head. Maybe I should buy one to wear around the house. LOL My daughters would love that!

    Looks like you were having fun!

    Blessings–
    Dana

  2. Kaye Says:

    Frank,
    You look amazingly handsome! Glad you were able to get out and have some fun!
    Kaye

  3. Anita Says:

    Wow, Frank! You clean up so well ;-) You and Vanesa make a lovely king and queen!

  4. Mary Says:

    I’m with Dana on this; I think I need to buy myself a tiara to wear around the house. Y’all look fabulous!

  5. Lori Says:

    Well aren’t you dashing….so very handsome!!! I think the creepy “Burger King” King better start worrying about his job!!!

  6. sappmama Says:

    I don’t know where you stood on the looks scale in high school, but DAMN, you are smokin’ these days!

    And your date’s doing fine for herself, too.

  7. MonkeyGurrl Says:

    You once accused me of wanting you, and I said I’m no homewrecker. Dude, you look AWESOME in your tux and crown. I’d totally wreck that home if I could.

  8. La Spanish Ticha Says:

    I see that hand creeping down my hip… you know you wanna grab a handful of the junk in my trunk!

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