The Retro Party

Last night, we went to a birthday party for our friends, Kim and Jim. (Not only do they have cool matching names, but they also share a birthday.)

It was a "Retro Cocktail Party" and people picked different decades and came. John and I had a lot of fun with our costumes.

I purchased false eyelashes and frosted lipstick to get a 60's vibe. (Oddly enough, this shirt--which was perfect--was already in my wardrobe.)

Someone gave Kim a large plastic singing Dean Martin. When Kim took it over to show Nancy, suddenly Plastic Dean turned his head and looked at Nancy. It was a little creepy.

They had cleared what turned out to be a dance floor and Nancy and Peter danced. (Which was pretty cool. They were actually good.) Peter showed me some of the steps, but I had a hard time getting the hang of it.

This was the first time I'd ever been to Kim and Jim's house. They have an amazing deck, so the party flowed outside.

In a bit of small-world-ness, when I walked in the door, I saw Sean--our printer--who I've known for the past 12 years. I didn't realize he'd known Kim since 7th grade.

I tried a couple of different cocktails (the girly kind with fruit), but then they served champagne for a toast. I'm not a big drinker, so the mix made me feel dizzy, and I asked John--who had only had a single beer all night--to take me home. (Luckily, it didn't last long...)

It was a bummer to put my "dress up clothes" away. Funny how it doesn't matter if you are four or forty. Dressing up in costumes is still fun.