Talk about snazzy!

So yesterday afternoon Chris and Carlton went out to get ties for the party last night and stockings for me, armed with color and size information. Somehow they decided that what I'd meant was that I needed not stockings but THIGH-HIGHS, because apparently they thought I was going to the holiday party dressed as a hooker with a heart of gold.

At the party itself I had two Long Island iced teas with glow-stick stirrers. Talk about snazzy.

We have tons of pictures, and so does everyone else, so at some point I'll post an assortment.