This past Friday, Clint and I crashed a Founder’s neighborhood potluck party at Chez Paula’s. We didn’t have costumes so Paula snapped her fingers, shook her tambourine and whipped up a furry Russian hat and the mask of none other than the great Zorro.
From the photos, can you guess who got which costume?
Thank you Paula for hosting such a wonderful party. Clint and I had a lot of fun. Your home is gorgeous darling!