We’ll be packing for our cruise on REAL Halloween, so we celebrated early at some random person’s house this past weekend. Hubs and I were “greasers.” I’m proud of the victory rolls I managed to coax out of my (pink!) hair. They’re nowhere close to authentic, but they’re oh-so-fine nevertheless.
Hubs looked buff, which was lovely. And I look tuff, which is also lovely. Unfortunately for us, we were severely under-costumed for the event. This place goes all OUT with their adult costumes. And the whole “sexy _______” concept for females is taken to the max. Sexy velvety swashbuckler met sexy army nurse and chatted with two (2!) sexy ladybugs and a sexy nun. All “sexy” outfits included 4″ (or higher) heels and dresses so short they prohibited sitting down, even among that liberated crowd. But Hubs looked super buff so I was healthily distracted.
Our friends were Slash and Dolly Parton. I apologize for not getting a better picture of either of them, because they were truly amazing.
In other news, I made chili in a bread bowl and it was DELICIOUS.
That is all. (Did I mention Hubs looked amazingly buff for Halloween?)