First, let me break it down for you. My costume. I was supposed to look like the real life version of Betty Rubble.

So, not having any time during the week, I was left with a 2 hour window to put all this into action. Armed with a stapler and a glue gun, I set out to create a disastrous 'dress' that pulled apart everytime I moved. And for those of you who have seen me dance, you know I like to move! But I had no choice, so I just doubled up on the staples.
I ended up attaching the necklace with hot glue while it was on my neck. Never a good idea, especially with cocktails.
So, this was all pretty bad on its own. Then, I put on the wig.
Somehow, in this picture, I am the one with the worst hair.
Needless to say, the night rapidly fell apart from there.
My friends had great costumes and although the twins were sidelined, they're all set for next year. Paul's was the best as he had a whole skit including props that was a hit. Somehow every year he finds a great costume that has him half-naked. Meh, give the people what they want.
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