WTF? was my first thought as I wrapped myself into a mummy like cloth and could hardly breathe. Hmmmmmk- I re-wrapped this time looser(breathing is good) but then my boobs popped out...ARG! Stupid Greek Designer..no Project Runway for YOU! I finally figured it out but the neckline was too low and my boobs kept shifting...grrrrrr. Toga's are NOT comfy!
Night at a glance:
Got to see people I LOVE....Bille, Sean, Marissa, Jug Tugger, SLUT SLINGER:), Tuckit,DBD , Jerry and Mike. Unfortunately, I was just so pooped that I left before 11pm and missed Gagger by 10 minutes. That sucked!
It's hard to hang with my hasher friends when I'm not drinking because I SOOOO wanted some of that keg and REALLY wanted that yummy fried food. I went home and had sugar free jello...hard habit to break.
Here are the pics and I'm glad I got my ass to the shindig.
T
3 comments:
You did better than I would have :)
I'd have safety pinned it and called it good:)
But I thought boobs were supposed to hang out in a toga? The Romans did it, so you were being authentic.
I'm glad things went well for you despite one or two hiccups :-) :-).
Best wishes and take care.
Matt
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