Celebrating Traditions-or Why Hosting a Quinceanera is a Grand Thing

Several years ago, while we were living in Miami, ourAmerica--or heck, even Miami--they truly had no clue.
son, Nick, took part on the court of aOK. So she chooses her court. Seven girls. Seven
Quinceañera party (a "Sweet Fifteen" for Latinguys. (Can you imagine what that was like?) We order
girls) of a gal who was a friend, to be sure, althoughthe gown, and it is, indeed, a wedding gown. It's very
not necessarily a "best friend." Never havingCinderella-y. Billowy. Lots of tulle. We order the
encountered a "Quince" before, we had not thedresses for her court (with the tearful note that her
foggiest idea of what was involved.dearest friend from Miami who was to hold center
Turned out, this was "the event." Private dancecourt cannot make it up here for the event as she's in
lessons were on tap for everyone involved--everyonethe middle of exams. A sad late note for both girls.)
being the Quince princess, the seven fifteen-year-oldWe order the shoes (yes, they have a glass-like heel).
girls on her court (think homecoming) and theWe order the invitations. (An ordeal in and of itself.
accompanying seven fifteen-year-old boys. And notHave you noticed the cost of stationary lately?!?)
once, but twice, a private dance instructor gave themOrder the jewelry for each girl on the court. Ditto on
all private dance lessons so they would all dancethe venue, the food, the DJ, and yes, if you can believe
perfectly when the appropriate time came (as init, the dance instructors.
private dance instructor came to their house and gaveAnd then we start looking at tiaras. Now, I'm not Latin.
private dance lessons for a couple hours each(Nope. Pure-blooded Hungarian.) But even I know that
time...you do the math.) Girls wore floor-length gowns,Quince girls wear tiaras. And they are like, very
coordinated to the white Cinderella-esque weddingexpensive. And I'm saying: "Cristina, can't we just go to
style gown of the Quince girl; boys wore rentedthe mall and get you a cheap one at Claire's?" You'd
tuxedos. Nearly three hundred guests were invited tothink I had committed heresy.
a sit-down dinner and professional photographers,So we look at every friggin' tiara on the display shelf
cake makers, dance instructors, set designers,at David's bridal shop. They make these things from
make-up artists and hair stylists all played their ownSwarovski crystal, you know! And I just had to draw
distinct roles.the line. I mean, this thing was getting out of hand. So I
Now, my husband and I attended, invited as we werestart pacing back and forth and back and forth on the
by virtue of the fact that our son was on the court.floor of the bridal shop, turning over and over in my
But our other children were not; they were simply toldmind what I'm teaching my daughter about money and
of the event after it occurred.budgets and celebrations and indulgence and
Fast forward five years. Our daughter vividlyEVERYTHING is now all of a sudden riding on a stupid
remembers every single detail of that Quince...lock,tiara.
stock and barrel...and, now fifteen-years old, wants aShe volunteers to pay for the difference between the
complete and total re-enactment of the wholeone she really wants which is way out of my budget
Cinderella bit.and the proposed one from Claire's (which had an
Given that our pockets are not that deep, that weimaginary value anyway) and I coalesce and buy her
have no intention of doing the wholethe tiara.
pumpkin-turns-into-a stagecoach thing on a revolvingAnd when I talk to one of the court-gal's mom the
platform (no, I am not making this up), we have told hernext day, we kibitz about these girls and teenage-hood
that, yes, she may have a Quince and yes, it can evenand money and rites of passage. Having hosted two
have a Cinderella theme (she is our only princess, afterbat mitzvahs herself, she had perspective. And then
all) but that the line needs to be drawn in the proverbialshe said what would hit me like a ton of bricks: "You're
sand by mom and dad with clearly-delineatednot just having a Quince. You're preserving a whole
markings.cultural tradition."
Well, "clearly-delineated," "pockets-not-that-deep," andAnd I stopped and thought about how these traditions
"Cinderelle-esque" are all relative concepts.come and stay. About how generations of children
To live in Miami, which, let's face it, has a clear majorityhave celebrated religious heritages with bar/bat
of Latinos from all Spanish and Portuguese-speakingmitzvahs and christenings and baptism parties; about
countries of the world, one embraces Quince partieshow American girls have Sweet Sixteen's and how
because they occur each and every weekend in eachLatin girls have Quince's. About weddings. And how
and every year. To attend a Quince there at somethese events occur just once in a lifetime. Once or
point in your life is like, well, living in South America andtwice in a family.
celebrating "sweet fifteen" as a fact of life. LikeAnd I decided that making a big deal about a life event
breathing. To live in Fairfield County, Connecticut andis a grand thing. That it thrills me to no end to have a
host a Quince party is like living in the North Pole anddaughter, and a precious, beautiful one at that. That
hosting a luau. There ain't none.few of us take enough time out to celebrate life. To
So when our daughter announced that she wasenjoy laughter and fellowship and good food and good
having a Quince, to all non-Spanish- taking high schoolcake.
freshman, they had no idea what in the world she wasWe're getting ready to celebrate Thanksgiving next
talking about. But to those who took Spanish in middleweek here in America. Embrace it. And those you
school, they had some inkling of the impendinglove. With good cheer.
brouhaha. But as these girls had never lived in SouthFor celebrations--Quinceañera's--are grand things.