Of Debuts and Debutantes

Debutante: a young lady from an aristocratic or upper family class who has reached the age of maturity, and as a new adult, is introduced to society at a formal debut presentation.

It has been six years since I have attained the age of majority. As such, it has also been six years since I have attended a debut. Last month, however, I have been to two. My two baby cousins have finally turned eighteen. Time flies.

I never had a debut. 'Twas just a simple sit down dinner with my family and friends and my parents gave me cash. I never had what my two gorgeous cousins had. Why? Because of my STUPID College Ideologies.

You see, back then, my parents and I were already planning for my party. We have been through several locations, hoping to find the perfect place to the party and I have also been preparing the list of my entourage. However, it was also during this time when I was in my stupid rebellion stage (yes, people, we all go through that stage when all we want is independence from our parents).

My parents were very strict. They never allowed me to sleep over at friends' house. I cannot go to malls with friends. And of course, I cannot date. These did not change notwithstanding the fact that I am already in College. So back then, I thought, what was the use of having a debut when you cannot truly enjoy what eighteen truly means? I knew that even though I have already attained the age of majority, my parents would still keep me on their leash.

Yes, at that time, it was merely about independence. about freedom. I never really understood why my parents were acting in that manner. But as I look back, I really thank them for what they have done. Thus, I am filled with regret that I never had the chance to have my very own debutante ball.

So again, my baby cousins celebrated their eighteenth birthday last July. Mappy celebrated hers in Centerstage whilst Yana celebrated hers in Aberdeen Court. Mappy's was more of an intimate family gathering with lots of dancing, alcohol and singing.....

Mappy's eighteenth

...Yana's was more traditional with the eighteen roses, candles, treasures, toasts, etc.

Yana's eighteenth

I was so so envious of both parties. I secretly wish for a similar party. But it is prolly too late as I am already turning twenty four this October (sigh).

I love parties. I love organizing them. I love dressing up for them. I love being in the spotlight (Teehee). I want my own party. Maybe I should throw one for my 25th? After all, having lived for a quarter of a century is just as important as attaining the age of majority. Well, let's see. I have a year to plan. :) 

So yes, I blame my stupid college ideologies. I could have a had a party similar to theirs. But hey, it's not too late. While six years have already lapsed since I turned eighteen, there are still too many reasons to party.... 

like....

Turning twenty-five and Passing the bar. ♥