*FINE PRINT: Ok, we actually took second because the host and hostess of these parties ALWAYS have the best get ups...one year they went as American Gladiators. This year they were David Bowie from the Labyrinth and that Jennifer Connely character... AMAZING! But we took home the prize because they are gracious and pretended like we were almost as awesome as they are.
Danny of course was "The Situation." And I obviously was that Snooki bit (though, I could've played this much better a year ago -- 20-plus pounds heavier and a few cup sizes larger. But no worries, I just stuffed two socks in my bra to help make up for 'lost times.')
Danny's sister Suggested the idea...and even helped provide a bunch of the wardrobe. (Her husband went as a 'tool' for Halloween, and she works at Bebe, so her wardrobe has a plethora of shorty skirts to chose from).
In addition to my horrid plastic press on nails, I opted for some delightful blue eye shadow, and I made sure and got a spray tan with the full level 3 bronze dye to get as orange as possible. (Oh, and MAC bronzer - bronzer - bronzer also helped!)
The dude at the tanning salon (who strangely resembled Danny in his costume) told me that the added dye would wash off with water so no to shower until my 'event' was over. Which meant I got to spend the day (and night) smelling oddly like teriyaki sauce. Don't tell me you don't know what I'm talking about...
But the best part of the 'Mystic Aftermath' had to be at Bikram Yoga on New Years Day. Since I had in fact left the dye alone, and did not shower before sweaty yoga, I was not 7 minutes into class I bent over for 'hands to feet pose' and noticed giant beads of orangish-brown sweat dripping down my shins like someone had in fact poured teriyaki sauce on my legs.
Ringing in the new year with STYLE!