I don't have children. If I did, I'd probably let them do pretty much what they wanted. But I'd put my foot down if any of them tried to go to the prom with a cardboard cutout or with any other inanimate object.
Girls seem to go more for lifesize celebrity cutouts. Boys tend to take their computers or blow up dolls. One kid took a pineapple to the prom. How would that ease the shame or make it less awkward that you don't have a date? It seems like a pain in the ass. If you're alone, you can relax and have a perfectly pleasant evening. Why would you want to saddle yourself with some object you'd have to lug around all night? If you're intent on making a spectacle of yourself, there must be a less humiliating way.
I've said before that the girl who took a lifesize Justin Bieber cutout to the prom should have found a boy with low self-esteem who she could mold into her own possibly perverse image of the singer.
Beiber's pretty androgynous. His celebrity roast on Comedy Central consisted almost entirely of comedians calling him a Lesbian. The girl could have coaxed one of her girlfriends into dressing up like him. Going to the prom with a girl impersonating Justin Bieber would show that she was open to human interaction, not completely consumed by hopeless fantasy and that she was broad-minded, without a morbid fear of homosexuality or transvestism. And it would have still gotten her into the newspapers.
I see that a girl somewhere took a cardboard cutout of Bernie Sanders to the prom. She couldn't find an actual guy in his seventies to take her? She could probably have located a REAL socialist, maybe a Communist or a Trotskyite. Maybe an old Democratic Socialist Organizing Committee guy. His wife could come along as a chaperone.
I'm probably missing the point here somewhere.
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