
So this is how the night started. I didn't have a costume but I had a tiara and I can always use any excuse to wear my tiara! I always have to drink cocktails that match my outfit.

I wasn't the only one wearing a costume. There were two of us. Mine wasn't as embarassing.

Here's my bff Nikki. This picture looks as dirty as that martini. Look at how many olives she has there!

This was the middle of the night after my second Cosmo. I don't want to show you the pictures at the end of the night. Ok, I will.

Here's my Mamasista Charlotte. I went trick-or-treating at her house after D'fratelli's. She put her horns on and it was a very revealing-chocolate-filled end of Halloween night.
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