deciding's UGLY SWEATER PARTY!
Let me tell you, it was something else. First of all, I only own 4 sweaters, 3 of which are nice cashmere, so I knew my wardrobe wouldn't be of any help. I finally settled on a hunter green boxy sweater with a turtle neck that had buttons on it, borrowed from Tina's mother. But when I arrived at the the party Aimee was most disapproving.
Lucky for me she had an alternative:
Mine was a seizure-inducing maze while Aimee's was a full on golf course complete with little players.
The moment I put that thing on I felt like I should have been on an olive-green couch with plastic slip covers, watching the Price is Right and clipping coupons.
And here's me with my Could-Have-Been-Boyfriend
shitdamnhell:
Just look at the sexiness of Ryan's Sweet Valley High sweater and
scatterpillar's off-the-shoulder cardigan:
I can't decide which one of these is hottest...
No Ugly Sweater Party would be complete without the Bedazzler Twins:
I'm still in shock that they didn't coordinate these in advance
My absolute FAVORITE sweater of the night was
moment2shine's Martini Sweater, complete with sewn-on olives:
It's all in the shoulder pads...
I think I danced for about 2 hours straight...
Whoa.
...despite the suffocating Ugliest Sweater in the World. At one point we were jumping around like maniacs to Darude's Sandstorm...
...when I noticed about 6 random people doing the same on the sidewalk outside. Ha! Aimee, you need to hurry up and have that rave party...
I left around 2:00 a.m. and had to pass through a group of about 8 people on the way to my car. They immediately stopped talking and just watched me get into Club Windex. I can only imagine what they were thinking.
When I got home I saw that the windstorm had knocked down a pine tree branch that was the size of a small tree. For a split second I wondered how the hell I was going to get rid of it. Then, without hesitation, I dragged the branch all the way down the street and left it next to a dumpster that's being used to take apart the burned down apartment.
I guess the Ugliest Sweater in the World brings out the bold in me.
This morning's IM exchange with Aimee had me laughing pretty hard:
lizzyerky: I'll wash that hot sweater for you.
ibreathesimple: what! throw that shit out!!
Hmmm... I dunno. The cat seems to like it...
