Wiggin' Out!

On Sunday, a few of us gathered at my apartment to help our friend Heidi celebrate her birthday with dinner and homemade apple pie. (Yum-o!) For some reason, Brooke went into my bedroom and emerged wearing a wig that I had borrowed from our friend Jamie. I thought it was pretty funny, so I took a picture. We all tried the wig on, and fun times ensued. It's amazing how a different cut/color can make someone look totally unrecognizable. Here are the pix:

Brookey in the wig.
She kinda looks like a news reporter, yes?

Moi. (That's French for "me").
Simply stunning...or not.

Lisa. DON'T tell her she looks 12 in the wig.
She already knows!

And here we have Linda.
It probably looks best on her.
No, it definitely does.

The birthday girl, Heidi.
She looks so happy!

And here we have the "sexy vixen" Briant.
Um, really, he's not a bad lookin' fella.
We're certainly glad he keeps his hair short!

And this ain't no wig.
Brooke let her hair down and fluffed it.
I think she could pull off an afro, yes?!