There's a theory about objects retaining energy and bits of personality. It may be true, or it may be something we profoundly wish. Either way, a prom dress can be about so much more than one teenage night. A pink gown can pack all the wallop of a Proustian cookie. Clear, uncluttered, honest, this is a simple essay about complex memories. Programable anywhere, certainly in discussions of mothers and daughters and the price of Alzheimer?s disease, but it's also about memory and what we value and what physical things we keep from our pasts. A small, precious cameo of a piece.