Molly says: I hate dressing up. Stockings, skirts, dresses and nice jewelry are not “me.”

I’m Going As A Basketball Player

I hate dressing up. I mean, I really loathe it. Stockings, skirts, dresses and nice jewelry are not “me.” That is why I’m so excited to wear shorts, a t-shirt and sneakers to Har HaShem’s Enchantment Under the Sea fundraiser on April 24.

I can attend this low-cost fundraiser, support my synagogue, honor four people whom I love and respect very much (Barbara Gould, Holli Berman, Katherine Schwartz and Robert Farr), drink, dance and da da te da (drum roll please) I get to be completely comfortable. Pretty cool right?

They are encouraging people to dress up as their favorite high school character. You can relive your high school glory days as the band geek (bring your horn!), the hot but demure choir chick, the jock football captain, or the pocket protector-wearing super nerd. I’m going as a basketball player. I like basketball, I follow basketball, I shoot hoops when I find the time, and I actually played basketball in elementary and middle school. I wasn’t too shabby. Then I stopped growing, and in high school at 5’3 (my current height), I decided not to try out for the team.

So, I’m very much looking forward to April 24 when I can attend this fun event, and pretend that I did play on the high school basketball team!  Who are you going as? More details here!

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