May I have this dance?

Sometimes, I find myself watching old fashioned films, and sighing over what we have lost.

No longer do we have that grace of society, when girls were really girls, and men, well - were men. Not that I have anything against girls wanting to dress masculine, or boys getting in touch with their feminine side, I just sometimes wish I could step out in a proper dress for once, and not be looked at strangely.

No longer do we have debutante balls to celebrate the entering of a young lady into society, a few remain, cast into the shadows of Paris, and reserved for only the super rich - before they were far more commonplace, and while still only for the upper echelons of society, were certainly more accessible than these far off fairy tale dreams of today.

With this death of such events, it seems chivalry has also perished, I'm all for being an independent woman, but would it kill a guy to hold a door open once in a while? To bring flowers? Saying this, I'm pretty much set with men, not letting go of this one, but I see my friends constantly struggle with utter bastards, and I have to wonder what happened to dance cards, courting, and fathers permission.

So I say this - girls, wack on a frock, and lets go out dancing!