School’s out once again! We were so stoked to bring Brooklyn back to a simpler time at the Brokelyn High Homecoming Dance. Last Thursday harkened back to the era of bake sales, swirlies, hand holding in the quad, and egging the science teacher’s Prius. You know, the golden years.
All students on campus at The Bell House had some good clean fun thanks to $1 beers from the beloved Brooklyn Brewery, some seriously funny principalin’ around by Running Late’s Scott Rogowsky, and an e-x-c-e-l-l-e-n-t Brooklyn words spelling bee hosted by Danny Tamberelli of Pete & Pete infamy.
We got to know our smart, sassy sponsors at Golly Magazine, took yearbook-worthy photos thanks to ShootBooth’s photobooth (all the pictures are on Facebook now, check ’em out), burned a hole right through the floor with the Hungry March marching band’s party escalating tunes, and capped off the night with DJ Brian Blackout’s nostalgic selection of hits including the Hot for Teacher Dance-Off which crowned the two most worthy of the bunch our homecoming king and queen.
And then there was the raffle, and what a glorious raffle it was. You could have (and some lucky students did) walked away with prizes from all of our favorites, including Ample Hills, TrivWorks, Film Biz Recycling, NYC Hardcore Tattoos, Brooklyn Brainery, Royal Palms Shuffleboard, Brooklyn Kitchen, Brooklyn Winery, Passenger Bar, HeadChop, Greenhouse Holistic, BAM, Bicycle Roots, Ride BK, Do or Dine, BRIC, Brooklyn Boulders, WeVibe, Vaya Bags, W&P Design, BYKLYN, and Greenlight Books. A gigantic thanks to our raffle donators, truly. Brokelyn wants to kiss you all on the mouth. Consensually, of course.
Oh, and did we mention that Mascot the Bear stopped by to maximize the school spirit to state championship proportions? Thank you, Mascot, for boldly embodying the Brokelyn High team in such delightfully fuzzy and pantomimed ways. You do the Lord’s work.
Mostly, we want to thank you guys – the rowdy, supportive Brokelyn readers that make events like this possible in the first place. We adored tapping you on the shoulder and cold-sweating while we asked if we could “have this dance,” so thanks for accepting our awkward, love-stricken invitation. We will go to homecoming with you any day of the week.