Barbe High School - Les Memoires Yearbook (Lake Charles, LA)

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SHOW TIME. Bluebelle. Michelle McCann checks her makeup before the LaGrangc pep rally. Primpcrs In o Mirror Eyes on the clock, they raced from classrooms when the bell rang, heading for the nearest mir-ror. They were the primpers. The bathroom was packed with them elbowing their way toward a vantage point in front of the mirror — center and middle. Books tottered on the edge of sinks, temporarily forgotten, as the primpers set to work. They exchanged combs, lipsticks, and compacts. Two shared a mirror as one girl reapplied mascara. The other powdered her nose. All repaired the ravages of time etched on their faces after an hour of lecture. Innocent by-standers weren't spared. It was inconvenient whenever I tried to wash my hands, complained Penny Junker. 1 got my eyes gouged out with combs, my ribs were bruised by elbows, and 1 inhaled dangerous quantities of perfume and hairspray. Boys were somewhat puzzled at primpers' behaviors. I dated a primper, said Paul Cormier. ''It used to bother me the way she always had her mirror out. But. it's like everything else — you get used to it. I hate the fluorescent lights here, complained Becky Masters. They make me look like I'm dead. Whether for naught or not, they preened on, those primpers. In the privacy of the powder room, in the clutter of the classroom, and amidst the laughter of the lunchroom, they preened on. — Chozen POWDERING HER NOSE. Junior Lan Ewing touches up her makeup in L Building. TERRIBLE TANGLES. Senior. Laurette Stevens pulls her brush through her long curls. Primpers — 41

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KICKS AREN'T the only thing on junior. Becky Rogers mind before the LaG range pep rally. SURELY THE bell didn't ring already! Sophomore. Amy Doyle primps in C-Building bathroom. Where to stack one's books was always a problem. CAUGHT IN THE ACT. Junior. Laurie Perry contours her cheekbones before entering the lunchroom. 40 — Primpers

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Dressin (t Up For Southern Fantasies A sultry, windy, night typical of spring in southwestern Louisiana. A big night for juniors and seniors to remember. A night when 'formal attire' was requested. The juniors had a busy afternoon on April 28, decorating before rushing home to dress in their finest. When they left, the Country Club had been transformed into an antebellum dream to go with the theme of Southern Fantasies. And that night when the club filled again, it looked like a scene from an old Civil War movie. Great transformations had occurred in the time since school was let out on Friday. The boys were decked out in tuxedoes and shiny shoes. They were cavalier as they added canes, top-hats, cummerbands. tails and a few even added glacier glasses. The girls were Scarlett O'Hara doubles in lacy, hoop-skirts, and parasols. The more daring ventured forth in vampy, lowcut strapless for-mals in dramatic shades. Prom-goers helped pack restaurants all over town. Some couples were even sighted in strange territory. We had to go to where Kenny works because his boss had to talk to him, explained Sheila Stevenson. We went to the Charles Cinema in our formals! Jerry Busby enjoyed his night out. I had a good time. Lots of good wholesome fun. Despite the unfamiliar outfits, most were able to dance well. I never had any trouble dancing, remembered Scott LcBleu. You should have seen Frnie Bryson getting into it. 42 — Jr.-Sr. Prom