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Day 259 (107) – White Trash Party

Last night I went to quite the “get together.”  As has become a tradition, Matt threw a “White Trash” party at Miami University – where the goal is to dress as redneck/country/white trash as possible.  I believe this picture says it all:

(You can find more pictures from the event on Facebook.)

While the party may not be politically correct, it is an amazing time.  Where else do you strive to be the worst dressed person in the room?  And not to toot my own horn, I have to say that I was among the tops, surpassed only by Cousin Twitty and Sheriff Dunham (both pictured above).

My roommate (aka “Sheriff Dunham”) had purple camouflage pants, matching purple boots, a shirt that claimed “Rubbin’ is Racin’”, a hat stating “Only the Strong Survive”, and an afro-mullet.  Party host, Cousin Twitty, sported a flannel vest, short jean shorts, a mullet, a great beard/mustache, and a tattoo on the chest of a “Demon Cobra.”  I kept in real in tight jeans, cowboy boots, a tie, a sleeveless tuxedo shirt and sleeveless baby blue blazer and a cowboy hat to match.  Talk about fashion at it’s finest.

It goes without saying that we had all kinds of fun.  Despite none of us really liking country, we got down to the country music most of the night.  Like they say, when in Roam… don’t make any calls because you’ll get charged extra…

The best part is that I partake in these ridiculous shenanigans completely sober…