George Washington

Friday is the big Uniform party. It will be a marvelous evening and ladies will look like nurses or coming straight from your wildest Jane Eyre fantasy.
This I don’t hope, I expect.

Early on my brothers and I decided to dress as a group together. We’ve been in choices ranging from the Beagle Boys, the Three Musketeers to around spaces where Sailors, Yankees from the civil war thrives to finally land in costumes that just resemble each other. From the same era.

Stefano will be Napoleon, and if you knew him you would yell, “spot on!” T-JR will be “Valentino” whatever that means, and I will wear the pride of George ‘ol Washington’s.

I will look exactly like this.