Table of Contents
- It Was The Dress That Did It
- The Prom – A Night of Dreams
- The Perfect Dress
- The Golden Prom Ticket
- I Was All Ready to Go
- Not A Rule Breaker
- The Prom Arrival
- So Have The Prom Rules Been Broken?
- Rules Are Rules
- Finally Time to Dance?
- They Should Mind Their Business
- All Eyes On Me
- Too Provocative By Far
- Impure Thoughts
- Enough Was Enough
- If One Goes Then So Do We All
- When Negotiations Fail
- Heartbroken on the Dance Floor
- So Clare Was Not Done
- Time to Blow The Whistle!
- Viral Revenge
- Another Side To The Story
- More to the Story After All?
- Dirty Dancing All Night Long
- Discriminated Against
- My Message to Other Young Girls
- Support From Every Corner
- Standing By Her Convictions
- A Job Well Done
Discriminated Against
“When the lady kicked me out, they said the dads had complained about my dancing and that meant that they had to have been watching me,” Clare fired back. The seventeen-year-old felt that she had been targeted because her body was far more mature than those of some of the other girls at the prom that night. “This is a message to girls built like me, who can’t find jeans that fit!” Clare mused online via her blog site. “The girls with long legs, who are forced to prove that their dresses fit the dress code, just because they have more leg showing than most girls.”
