Little Debbies

I drove home last night for a deb party! What is a “deb” you may ask? So happy to tell you! According to Meriam Webster’s dictionary: it is a “noun \ˈde-byu̇-ˌtänt\  a young upper-class woman who has begun going to special parties where she will meet and be seen by other people from the upper class”. My sister Maggie is a North Carolina State Debutante, making her “debeut” in September at the North Carolina State Debutante Ball. Yes…a Ball. If a picture of Cinderella and Prince Charming swinging around the dance floor just popped into your mind.. you are really not too far off!

   It really does have full length ball gowns, white gloves, pearls and many Prince Charmings with coat tails.

It really does have full length ball gowns, white gloves, pearls and many Prince Charmings with coat tails.

Here are some pictures from my debutante debut 4 years ago.

Cinderlla like enough? The debutante tradition started in In 1748, when the colonial families held "dancing assemblies" also known as cotillions. It was the opportunity for young women from prominent families to be presented to society as “women” and they are now eligible for “courting”. It all sounds so old world.. but what it really means for the modern debs is that we are now considered “women” and that we get to dress up and attend a bunch of fun parties and a ball in our honor! The ball is in September and I promise full coverage on it! This event was just a small local party to celebrate the Fayetteville Debs. It is one of the many parties throughout the state that debs are invited to during the season leading up to the ball.

It was a beautiful night!

  Plenty of dancing

Plenty of dancing

Yes that is a debutante cake.. made of cupcakes!!

All smiles! Who doesn't love a reason to get dressed up, show up and live it up!? I'm not one to turn down an opportunity to throw on a bright dress and dance the night away! But these parties are much more than a celebration for the debutantes. They celebrate the families and the community that raised them. All generations were there to support these girls and toast their promising futures.  I am so happy to see them growing up, and into beautiful women.. especially my best friend and beautiful sister Maggie.

The Fleishman women above. Maggie and Dad tearing up the dance floor below!

Not bad for a Thursday Night ;) Have a great weekend!