I was less than enthused, probably because I’m too old to be a pretty woman and if one is going to do it, one should do it right. Right? So I decided to take the easy road and be a nun. Nothing to shave, no makeup, easy. Rod, on the other hand, took to watching Cher’s farewell tour DVD for his inspiration.
Begrudgingly (on my part), we set off for Queretaro to pick out our fabrics. Once inside the fabric store I began to get into the whole idea as we found one crazy fabric after another, and dirt cheap.
Andrea turned us on to a seamstress and we took her our fabric and photos of our ideas. (I just had to look up “Nun costumes” on the internet for my photos. Rod had to stand in front of the TV, pause the Cher DVD and take photos with the digital camera.) I think Liz, the seamstress, really enjoyed the project. It was certainly more creative and interesting than her normal jobs. And her 11-year-old daughter stood by at each fitting, fascinated by the whole concept.
I have to admit, the party was a smashing success. Even the straight boys went all out, although most made for some pretty ugly women. And the girls comparing their make-shift bulges were hysterical. One guy made his entire dress completely out of glad trash bags. We gave first and second place awards in each category and one bar owner who attended, wanted us to do it again the following week. (Probably at his bar given how much he saw everyone drink.)
As for the rest, a few photos speak volumes.
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