Tonight we took home the prize for Best Costume! (Did we actually win or did we forget to vote and therefore the prize just stayed in my purse? I don’t really see how that’s relevant.)
What is important is the amazing creativity and attention to detail that went into this shindig, especially considering we only started planning and texting people about it this afternoon. (And considering the chosen hosts didn’t even get the texts! Surprise!)
Truly, it was impressive. Even the guys gave it 110%.
I was hoping to twist Chiekh’s arm into carrying a prop or two that would be his ‘costume’, but he went. All. Out. He walked in wearing scrubs, with a rechargeable headlight, phone holster, travel wallet, language phrasebook, Vermoxx deworming pills… the perfect costume, topped off by the ‘Baptist part’ in his hair. The whole ensemble went well with my tie-dyed jumper, sports sandals, baby on my hip and adopted ‘Abdou’ on my back. (And yes – those are bine bines around my neck. If you get it, you get it.)