Around midnight after the dance, a group of us decided to put on our swimsuits and sneak down to the dock to go skinny dipping in the lake. Alyssa was in the second wave of rebel rousers who missed the memo to change into suits first. Thus, underwear swimming ensued and upon exiting the water, the red dress was nowhere to be found. Three possibilities crossed my mind.
1. We had an undercover gangster dress thief among the group.
2. An underwater lake mermaid saw it, got jealous, and wanted it for herself.
3. The night wind blew it off the side of the dock where it sank to its watery grave at the bottom of the lake.
(photos collected from studdedhearts, bathingnews, and styleite)