Shameful. We Are Shameful.

I can't believe I'm going to post these photos from last night's White Trash Party.

In fact, I'm betting most of my friends will likely kill me and never hang out with me again once they realize I'm really sharing these atrocities with the world.

If I come out of this friendless, ya'll owe me.

Here's April's concrete interpretation of white trash...



MJ trashin' it up like no one's business...(I think we had to bury the tube of red lipstick...)



Apes and I throwing the "W" hand signal....you know, for White Trash (Yeah. We're not cool. We know and still don't care).



The group pre-partying at Pat's. I'm ashamed to say we were all very proud of ourselves.



I want to pee myself every time I see the overly dramatic picture of Pat.



So my "W" hand signal is an "M". I'm supposed to be white trash, not a genius. How cute is Michael?



The party decorations and food were awesome.





MJ putting in her grill.



People should have been notified before the party that they'd need special eye ware in order to look at my blue eyeshadow.



Kevin and Michael, our hosts.



Heidi and I. So, it's not until I started to pull this blog together that I realized I made this obnoxious face all night long...



Subjecting Janette to my thug face.





MJ - totally busted drinking boxed wine. BUSTED.



We had an awesome time last night and even more fun today!

What could be more fun?

Welp, we're hosting a high heel race (for men and women) - to benefit the local SPCA. Today, we all gathered to make a hysterical training video.

I laughed so hard it felt like exercise.

Apes is editing the tape and I'll be sure to post it!