It's true! After much persuading and pleading and begging, I talked Scott into dressing up for our Halloween Trunk-or-treating party (and no, he did not wear the wig. He tried that on out of his own free will and choice. I just made him take a picture). Scott dressed up as a hippie guy person?? We didn't really have a name for it. Don't you all agree that he looks lovely in those nice bell bottom jeans? Well, I'm a little sad to say that they are MY jeans. YES, my husband fits (barely) into my jeans. All of the women (from the 70's era) were pretty much drooling over him (I think they liked how his bum looked). The bishop's wife came up and asked him where on earth he got those jeans...that they were vintage. He smiled, looked at me and we started laughing. We told her they were mine.
Now, I have been She-Ra Princess of Power for, I think, four years now. My sister helped me make the costume (and my elders quorum president from back in the day). I have added/improved a couple of things throughout the years, but there are some things, like my boot covers, that are not going to last much longer! I was originally going to be a hippie too, but my costume looked gross, then I decided 80's but with my high heels and blond wig I kind of looked like a prostitute (sorry for the language), so I decided to bring out the She-Ra.
My friend Tiffany's little boy Dylan. He is a cutie. He knows me by name (probabaly cause I harass him until he remembers it) and recognizes me at church...although, that night he had no idea who I was.
The costume contest for the adults (keep in mind, there were not many who dressed up. In fact, when Scott and I walked in, I almost felt like Belle from Legally Blonde when she was invited to the "costume" party and when she got there no one was dressed up. Not a whole lof of adults were in costume).
My friend Tiffany, her son Dylan and brother Jonny. Tiffany has been helping me figure out what kinds of curtains to put in my apartment.
Scott with Dave Coates. He also went to Stetson so it is nice being able to get some advice from him (well, I am assuming that Scott finds it a little helpful)
Carolina Coates. I serve in the primary with her. I didn't realize how much I tower over everyone, especially when I wear my huge heals. I am bending WAY down in this picture.
Scott passing out candy to the kiddies. See the hole forming on the side of my jeans?? Ok, he didn't do it, it was already there!
Check out that Foley Form...that's why I married him!! Hehe...just kiddin! On the way to the activity I asked Scott on a scale of 1 to 10 how much he hated me at that moment and he told me not to ask him that question right then. On the way home he admitted that he had a good time! Phew...I told him that I would make it up to him. He assured me that there was nothing I could do...He still had fun though!