Our friends held an "Ugly Christmas Sweater" party. After a fiasco wherein I purchased a truly hideous sweater via Ebay and had it sent to my brother's old house in Utah by accident, I found this lovely number at WalMart. Somehow I knew WalMart would come through for me.
The idea was to pose as cheesily as possible. My spell check is telling me that "cheesily" is not a word. Apparently the spell check hasn't seen these pictures.
I also just happened to have these lovely green velvet pants laying around. I tried to convince a friend at the party that they weren't so bad and might actually look okay with a black top. She wasn't convinced. I'm not really either. I don't know why I bought them. I'm impulsive. If it helps you to not think less of me, I never wore them anywhere but this party. Didn't help? Oh well, I never liked you anyway.
As we were finishing up our photo session, another couple was coming down to start theirs. Scott and Kurt* decided to take a few together. As I reached the top of the stairs I heard Kurt say, "Why do I always have to be the girl?"
*Did you think I changed his name to protect his reputation? I didn't. I just wanted to note that Kurt won the prize for the ugliest outfit.
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