P.S. I was an emergency sub for spin class that morning, drove to another gym to teach yoga in my 80's garb, came home and got costumes on the kids for the church party, set up the cake walk at said party, and then came home to change and set up for the reunion. Busiest. Day. Ever.
When I came home after my 80's yoga looking like this, J asked. "Why do you look so awesome?" I had to take a selfie to commemorate the moment, even though my pink blush had worn off and my bangs lost three inches of height.