A local Church has a used Prom dress Fair every year. A good friend of ours (she cuts my hair) asked my wife if she had any old prom dresses, jewelery, shoes or cosmetics that she could donate to help her church with this cause. We went to the closet and found 2 of her dresses and one of mine that we wanted to donate along with several items of jewelery, some shoes,and a bag of cosmetics. I took them to our friend and she was elated. Then 2 days later the neighbor across the street called and asked if my wife could go with her and her daughter to the prom dress fair to help pick out a formal for the daughter. My wife took them and I ran some errands and then went to pick up my wife at the dress fair. As I stood in the lobby outside the room with the dresses (there was a sign that said No Men beyond this point) I noticed a young man standing at the door. He had a pony tail and a beard was thin and was leaning on a counter. I also saw that he had 2 dresses laying beside him and was looking in the room it seemed, for a friend to come out. After a few minutes a young girl did come out with another dress and they chatted for a while and she left the dress with him and returned to the room. A few minutes later the young man looked around and took the dresses down the hall. I waited a bit and then went to the restroom to see if that is where he went. Sure enough he was in the stall trying on the dresses. I did my business and returned to the lobby. There were several men that came into the restroom so I was not alone with the young man. Soon the young man came back carrying the dresses and gave them to the young friend when she came back out. Apperantly they didnt fit or werent to his liking. I tried to get the opportunity to chat with him, but there were too many people around. His friend came out with a Turqoise dress and they left. I would have loved the chance to chat with both of them. If he had been more my size I would have offered him some of my other dresses and accessories to borrow. You just never know when you will see someone that is a cd like I am. At least he had the guts to take some dresses to the restroom and try them on with men, women, and young teen girls milling around. Good for you whoever you were.