Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Dress up Mess up!

Don't ask me how it got to this point!


One of my fav. group of Halloween partiers...I was a prego Miss Tooele Utah...
again....it's like I just can't be a Miss America...I gotta be a white trash pregnant one!

I went ghetto gangsta in Nauvoo


The Oscars


Believe me when I tell you the unitard...was a little much!

...but as you can see....I've had a love for them quite a long time!!

I guess all in all - when I dress up for anything I just like to live out the extremes that are so far from my reality! But perhaps looking nasty every time I dress up actually is reality???

I don't know why it is that I always seem to take dressing up to the next level. There will be some fun and exciting event and everyone has been asked to participate by dressing up. Well - that's when the ideas begin flooding. I think about the boxes and boxes of crap I've saved through the years from the 12 Ure children's many special occasions. I've got wedding dresses, wigs, puff sleeves galore, and accessories more plentiful than Zsa Zsa Gabore's closet. Yeah- that's all fine and dandy - but the picture I get in my head always comes off a bit classier than what ends up being the final result.

It's as if I have an addiction and think I need to wear every item I classify as "amazing" all at once. And it all started when we moved out of our Santa Ana house. I was getting so upset that my family was going to throw away so much stuff that I clung onto it for dear life. I put everything I could on and then...we all went to 31 flavors. My family said I looked like a bum and told me to go outside and beg for money. Don't you worry that the acting skills came through and I made a buck or two. Double scoop please!

So the love of dressing up has continued on - but the bad habits have yet to be broken. On Saturday night our ward had an activity. Oscar themed...so bring the glam they said. Well...I brought a little white trash froof to the event. I had on a unitard...a black shiny unitard (who owns that?) and because it was sleeveless I put another leotard over it. Well it would have been cool if a friend or two would have enlightened me as to how disturbingly that get up accentuated the wrong assets! One word....GARGANTUAN!!! Bless my poor little 'costume loving' heart!