On our way to Margaritaville
Last Friday was cold and gray in Brussels, but Cindy Lane's apartment was buzzing with conversation and pre-hangover happiness.
Cindy's from Texas and knows how to mix her drinks and make her parties and Mexican food sizzle. She hosted a pick-your-own-theme party, and I decided on Margaritaville. I dressed in my beachy best, donning a sleeveless dress and flip flops in 38 degree weather, and I brought along my "lost shaker of salt."
Cindy had that 70s thang going on. Y'all should have seen her bell bottoms with the daisy appliques. Of course, she was wearing cute heels. She's no dirty hippie!
At first I was disappointed E had not turned on the flash for this photo, but you know, the bleary-eyed, out-of-focus vibe is just SO Margaritaville.
Good times.
March 29, 2007
Reader Comments (12)
Cindy's adventures inspired many costume ideas for the party.
I could have come dressed in a suit with a skirt and shown up at the party wearing tights pulled all the way down to my ankles.
I also thought of coming in carrying a tram pass, air sickness bag and a can of Lysol, but I didn't want to induce Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome.
I could have dressed as a Belgian "politie" and served her deportation papers...or dressed as an old lady carrying a poodle and a cane--the better to beat you with my dear.
So many possibilities. For those of you who want to read the whole story of Cindy's zany experiences, follow the link above to her blog and start at the beginning. Make sure you pee before you start reading and laughing.
-- lol! Love that.
Happy you had fun. You look beautiful.
:)