About 20 years ago, we were discussing proms at work and several people talked about how they regretted they never got to go to a prom. So we decided to have a "second-chance" prom.
A bunch of us ladies went to Goodwill and bought the gaudiest prom dresses we could find, long gloves, pointy-toed shoes, tiaras, etc. I had just lost a huge amount of weight and actually still had the formal I had worn on New Year's Eve 1967. It was sort of a loose A-line dress, so I managed to stuff my self into it (I looked like a sequined sausage, but what the hell....) The husbands and boyfriends declined to tux-up but we did get them to wear white shirts and ties. There was a contest for the ugliest corsage and best/worst dress.
We drank spiked punch and ate stale cookies. We took turns being the chaperone. It was held at the house of someone who had a huge rec room and she taped two flashlights to the ceiling and made a mirror ball by covering a beach ball with crumpled tin foil (OK, it left something to be desired during the spot dance).
Once again, to my great disappointment, I did not get elected prom queen. I did, however, get elected "Most Unlikely to Get Pregnant After The Prom", though. That's an honor I didn't get the first time.....one has to take one's victories as they come.
I'd love to do that again, but it's really hard to coordinate your dress with your walker and orthopedic shoes are hard to find in silver.