Here is a picture of us in our cowboy get-up and Trey had to wear his Cowboys jersey -- because what is a cowboy outfit without a COWBOYS jersey? RIGHT.
Krista, let me borrow her lucchese 1883 cowboy boots! OMGoodNESS, I don't want to give them back, but I kind-of-have-to, otherwise I don't think she would be very happy. I think these are the boots...Awesome, I know!
About the Party:
Lululemon knows how to throw one. When I grow-up, I want to host a party like that. The catering was off the hook, don't quote me, but I think Blue Mesa catered. In the Lulu store they also had several vendors -- a caricature artist, a photography station, and a hair feather station. RAD. There was also a band and an open bar. Margaritas? Don't mind if I do....one and two... and... At one point Trey told me, Margaritas are not meant for general hydration. OHHHHH.
This is the artist sketching our portrait. He made me look so innocent and Trey look so masculine. It's the cutest thing. I'll take a picture of it and post it on here sometime soon.
A few hours before the party, Trey had a tooth extracted. Several times, he had to step out of the store and get some fresh air because his pain medicine was making him naseous. Eww, that's the worst feeling. Oh and he can only eat soft foods for the next few days.
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