Trailer Trash Bash

Our neighbors love to throw a theme party.  This time, it was Trailer Trash.  I actually bought my outfit when I was in Florida in April.  We found the McHusband’s mullet at Spencer’s, and it was worth every penny.

It’s scary how natural the McHusband looks.

And equally scary how UN-natural Bruce looks in his short-shorts.

Bruce’s knuckle tattoos.

Trashy ladies (and I say that as a compliment).

Jeremy brought the class to our trashy bunch.

But I think my middle-of-the-back tat (not to mention the exposed black lace bra) canceled him out.

Chelle and me.  I have to do both pictures so that you can see our arm tattoos.

Quite the couple.

Umm…quite the couple?

Tres trashy.

Bruce said trashy women always look mad in pictures so we did our best.  Chelle and Heather nailed it, but I’d already had enough “happy juice” that I couldn’t fake being too upset.

{By the way, one of the four visible tattoos above is real.  The others are courtesy of the Dollar Store and, where else, Walmart.}

Wonder what the next theme will be…