We did find thirty seconds to take a picture:
The Pretzel People were a total bust, but my little banana man was a hit:
She had already removed his stick legs and blueberry hat before I took the picture. The Cheerio eyes fell off as she was picking it up. I said it was a hit, not that it was a good idea.
I'm going to this make-over thing at 6:30, which is great because I have a massive tumor on my forehead. Maybe Ms. Make-up Lady can hide that sucker with her Mary-Kay magic, or whatever it is. Perhaps I'll have pictures of a more glamorous Aimee to post when I get home.