Come on, do we look like killers?

Tonight we went to a 1920's vineyard themed murder mystery party. We both were badass characters who had secrets. Stan assumed the identity of his deceased cellmate in prison and I had two dead husbands and a dead fiance to my name. Even with our histories, we were both found innocent of the murder this evening.

Stan and Lisa a.k.a. "Ralph Rottengrape and Tiny Bubbles"

Stan looks so freaking badass.

The food was excellent and the vino was flowing. It was a nice gathering, although weird to have it during the week vs. a weekend.

And now, this is Lisa transforming back to normal:

Cheesy headband off. Check.

Bobby pin removal in progress.

Sexy high heeled mary janes off. Check.

Jammers on.

Time to watch the election results and Nip/Tuck. Damn, but I wish I had naturally curly hair. It looks incredible.