When Jake suggested we have over a couple of friends we haven't seen in a while, I took that as an invitation to not only invite them over, but to make it a party...and then also give the night a theme. And I still get to call it his idea. Awesome.
So we had the "Wig Party" last weekend. It was a simple game night with one requirement: all party-goers must wear a wig.
Everyone looked great. In fact, I looked the lamest of all. But I rocked at Guitar Hero so that makes up for it in my book. Here are some photos from the evening:
Trailer park Cody was creepy even to his wife:
Sue's wig is made of feathers. For real.
We decided bangs looked good on Amy and tried to convince her to cut her hair. And perhaps die it purple.
Jake and I were the least convincing of all. But rocked at guitar hero, just remember that.
Buy mullet wig.