WALKING THROUGH HALLOWEEN City and seeing all the different displays is getting a bit overwhelming. It's so fun and exciting though. I have always loved Halloween and Fall; it's my favorite season for sure. Seeing all these sexy outfits with hardly any material is making me dread what we will choose to wear. Yes, I am pregnant, no, I'm not showing yet. But I don't want to dress like a slut just because I still have my figure. Trent wouldn't want that anyway, that's something I really love about him. I think.
“Hey Andrea,” Amy calls over to me.
“We should totally go as a team costume or something. Maybe even hit a thrift store and build our own costumes. I am so tired of feeling like I've worn it all…twice.”
“I love that idea.” My face lights up.
“Hey babe,” I say to Trent. He turns around with a goofy mask on that looks like some sort of werewolf.
“Let's get out of here and head to the thrift store,” I say laughing.
“I see nothing here I want to wear and neither does Andrea,” Amy says toward Matt and Trent.
“You're sure about this? What are we even going to find at a thrift store?” Matt asks confused.
“We can get creative. Come on, Mom and Dad have the girls for a bit. I really don't want to be stuck to a few options,” Amy tells him with a hand to her hip. Love the sass in this girl.
“If we don't find anything there, we can always come back and see what we want to do,” I tell them both, trying to be agreeable for everyone.
Trent walks up smiling after putting the mask away. “Whatever you want to do, sweetheart, is fine with me,” he says giving me a sweet kiss.
“Thank you,” I whisper against his lips.
“Come on Matt, let's see what we can find there. Never know, we might strike gold and put the party to shame,” Amy says, squeezing her husband’s arm.
“Alright, but I really hope we find something worthwhile,” Matt says a little grumpily. I feel like we just pulled him out of the big toy store before he got to play with what he likes. Some boys never totally grow up.
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Pulling down Telegraph over to Ford Road, we head to The Salvation Army. Hopefully we can find something creative to wear. I've heard they are pretty great parties, but this will be my first one so I want to leave a good impression on Trent's family and colleagues. Some may already see me as a little loose since we haven't been together long and I'm knocked up. I don't really care though. We know what we have means more than that, so I don't care what anyone else thinks. Let them think what they want to.
Parking, we all jump out of Amy’s minivan and head in. Trent grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles sweetly as we walk in together, winking at the bright smile I give him. He makes me so happy, and he really is just downright irresistible.
Once inside, Amy pulls me over to the women's section while the guys go check out...well whatever they are going to check out.
“Alright girl, what do you think?” Amy says, holding up a pair of high top tennis shoes.
“I think we just took a step back in time,” I tell her laughing. “We could always work an 80s theme.”
“Oh my God! Yes, that's a brilliant idea,” she says, grabbing my face and kissing my cheek dramatically.
I pull back laughing, letting out a little snort from her excitement and over the top gesture. She really is a lot of fun, I love being around her. She just has this “let's do it” attitude that I love.
I've always been on the shier side, so it's fun to have someone to bring the fun out with.
“I guess 80s it is,” I tell her, clapping my hands and thumbing through the racks of clothes. Noticing that some of these items literally cost a few dollars makes me so much more relaxed in my browsing. I can custom fit any of these items for a costume.
Pulling a few big sweatshirts off the rack, I hold them up to me. I really like this gray one and this white one. An idea of what I want to do pops in my head.
“Amy, I think I'm going to go with the Flashdance theme costume. Is that 80s enough for you?” I ask while holding up the gray sweatshirt.
Her mouth drops as she runs over. “Holy crap, yes! That's perfect! Now I gotta figure out a good 80s film to follow after since you went that route. I knew this was a great idea.”
I get a great idea. I'm just not sure that Amy will go for it, or how sexy she's wanting to dress.
“What would you say to dressing like Lisa from Weird Science?” I ask Amy with my hands together up to my chin. I'm gritting my teeth waiting for her to answer.
Her eyes get big and her mouth opens and closes. “That's pretty great, and she was pretty as hell! Not sure Matt will let me go dressed like, well what would I be dressed like?” she asks with a pondering look.
I think hard about what would make people know it was her. Oooh, this will be good.
“Remember when she dresses like the gym teacher in the movie? You don't have to make it as sexed up as she does to pull it off,” I reassure her while having the perfect vision in my head.
“Let's go see if we can find some black leotards. We can get tights ourselves,” I tell her while grabbing her hand to drag her over.
“Let's get you a tank top and we can get those iron on letters to put on for the Phys. Ed. part of it. And those high tops. We both need those, so let's find our sizes next,” I say as I thumb through the random racks of clothes for what I need.
Both of us are set with our shoes, leotards, sweatshirts, and a few bigger pair of pants for me to wear when I get bigger and can't wear my own. The guys come up to us grinning. They both look at each other and then back to us with worried looks on their faces.
“We found our costumes,” I say smiling. “Did you now, sweetheart?” Trent pulls me close.
“Yep, we decided we are going with an 80s theme,” Amy says on a little excited hop.
“Oh, is that so?” Matt says on a nervous laugh.
“You two wouldn't be planning to try and pull us into your little scheme would you?” asks Trent, winking down at me.
With a sly look and an idea in my head, I look over to Amy. She nods her head adamantly.
“I do believe we just may be able to pull you in with us,” I say, looking up to Trent and squeezing his waist.
“I have the perfect costume for you, handsome. How about a little Risky Business?” I say, wiggling my eyebrows.
“You mean...you mean like Tom Cruise? That one…that Risky Business?” Trent asks, squinting his eyes.
“That very one,” I say, kissing him sweetly and then pulling back to look up at him sweetly. I bat my eyelashes at him to get him to concede.
“And what would be the 80s costume you have chosen?”
Laughing, I answer simply. “Flashdance of course.”
Giving me a pointed but heated look, he leans down to my ear. “You're trying to kill me, aren't you?” he says as he brushes his lips against my ear making me shiver.
“I am just thinking of you in a long button down shirt, sunglasses, underwear, and socks and I am fanning myself over here,” I say, stepping back and fanning my face with my hands. Damn hormones are making me a walking disaster, especially around him.
“Matt, since Amy is dressing as Lisa from Weird Science, I think I have the perfect idea for your costume,” I say, looking to Matt. Amy gives me a confused look and I don't think she has quite caught on yet.
“Well,” I say to enlighten them while clapping my hands together. “Remember when Gary and Wyatt made Lisa in the movie? They wore bras on their head?”
Amy’s face lights up at the idea in my head.
“Oh my...yes! I love it, Andrea. Maybe we can get one of your friends to catch on with this idea to go with our costumes, honey,” she says to Matt.
“So all I have to do is wear a bra on my head? Heck ya, I can do that,” Matt says, laughing and high fiving Trent. Trent just laughs back. “Seems easy enough.”
“Alright guys, let’s go grab the things we can for your costume.” I grab Trent’s hand and pull him down the aisle.
This party may just be pretty fantastic after all.