Camaron's cousin and his friends started a tradition a few years back.
It has been deemed Turtlenog.
Turtlenecks + eggnog = turtlenog
It is a very classy soiree where all boys must sport mustaches and be dressed in the classiest of fashions. Girls are not encouraged to have mustaches, but must also be class-ily dressed.
Basically, classy is the main factor here.
This year's Turtlenog was celebrated at a friend's cozy cottage in Vivian Park.
There were pints upon pints of eggnog to share, necks were warmly covered, not a male's upper lip was bare ...and someone even brought a turtle!!!
All of these amazing turtlenog details basically covered up the possible awkwardness of being the only married couple in our mid-twenties at a party full of 18-year-olds who just graduated high school. Seriously. It was a blast.
And since very few people knew us, I so could have been the party skank again.
For old time's sake. (maybe I was?)
Here is the official Turtlenog turtle -delighting in some nog, of course (yes, he's wearing a scarf)
Our cute cuzzies. Taylor, the distinguished young man on the left, was the mastermind behind the party
The happy couple and their child
p.s. want to have holiday nightmares??
what are my eyes doing? No one knows. But I kinda hope they do it again.
Can you believe it's the day after tomorrow?? I sure can't.