80's Party Craziness

So a couple weeks ago I was sitting on the couch talking to Keith when Justin walks up.

Justin: "We need to throw another party soon."
Me: "Sounds fun. Any ideas?"
Justin: "...80's."

Fast forward a week or so later and we're inside the Salvation Army Thrift store.

note: Thrift stores fucking rock!

Moving on...We had ironed out most of the details for the party and we were actively looking for costumes. Justin, Ryan and myself had decided that glam rock was the way to go. That being said we were on the hunt for girl jeans and shiny shirts.

We were pretty much trying to find the most gaudy outfits imaginable. For Justin this was a easy task. 5 minutes into our search he pulled a pair of orange jeans off the rack that looked as though they had been wore to the 4th grade last week.

He proceeded to try these on and walk around in them. Ryan and I were almost in tears.

Ryan and I had no such luck in the ridiculous outfit department so we went in search of something different. Here is what we ended up finding.










On the way left is our man Adam. I'm the idiot in the orange windbreaker. And although you cannot see them I am wearing black Velcro shoes, and yes the straps are crossed. Old school! Ryan is the crack head in the middle, and Justin is the fly ass mother fucker on the right.

So needless to say the party went off without a hitch. Our friend Nadia bar tended for us and all was well. Merriment was had by all...well except for maybe Perser. He didn't have such a good night, but we won't talk about that.

Click here to check out everyone in all their 80's glory!