The PTAs biggest fund-raiser is their bi-annual auction, and this year the theme was “The Great Catsby.” (A little play on words since the school mascot is the Wildcats.) Everyone was encouraged to wear 1920s era clothing. So a couple weeks before the big night, I bought a long shimmery silver dress at a thrift store and went to Jo-Ann Fabrics to get a whole bunch of pearl beads to sting up, and some feathers and ribbon to make a headband. Except for figuring out what to do with my hair, I was ready to go. Todd, on the other hand, as per usual, didn’t do a thing until the day of the party. When I asked him how he was going to dress, he would say, “I’m going to be a man from the future.” Which made me laugh, but also made me a little nervous.
But on the day of the party he got out his one and only suit, a tie from a wedding he was in ages ago, and a hat from the costume box. Wow, that would work. But the thing that made his costume dead-on 1920s was his mustache. He had been growing some facial hair for a little while, but for tonight he shaved it off, leaving just a little pencil-thin Errol Flynn type thing. It was perfect. That, and the combination of Todd’s love of getting into character, made his costume perfection. Here is we are in the only blurry photo I took: