i don't know what i'll be doing. the amy winehouse idea is good. if i was skinny enough and my hair were long enough i'd think about it.
i think i want to be cleopatra. that'd be fun and i have all kinds of egyptian jewelry.
baby ya hustle. but me i hustle harder.
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If I would be able to I'd get the blue attires that the kendo practicioners use, the mask and a shinai.
Would be awesome.
Last edited by Lipp; 21-09-08 at 11:23 PM.
That's what I'm gunnin' for.
It's gonna take some work, though.
I'm actually not sure if I can do Winehouse without feeling too guity about it. The woman is going to die early from too much crack.
Now I'm leaning towards Sarah Palin for myself. I could get the blue Republican lady suit from the Salvation Army, the Tina Fey glasses, and the sensible low-heeled shoes. I could put lipstick on a stuffed animal pig and carry it around with me. Would be such an inexpensive costume!
“Inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist”--George Carlin
i would like to see a picture of that.
but make sure to tell people not to vote for you!
baby ya hustle. but me i hustle harder.
Ok, I finally had time to write down my costume shop story. It's nothing overly dramatic. Just a simple little anecdote.
So as I said before I worked in a Halloween shop the year after graduating college. The job was an absolute trip. Basically the shop sold costumes, but made most of its money from renting them for parties. They had those big fluffy gorilla suits, chicken suits, bunnies, etc., I think a popular money-maker at the time was Barney the purple dinosaur for kids' parties. Also, alot of the frat and sorority kids would rent the king and queen costumes for various Greek parties, and these kids did not treat the costumes that kindly. In fact, the worst thing about the job was getting back the barf-covered costumes and preparing them for dry cleaning. After working at a shop like that, I would NEVER spend money on renting a costume. They come back with all sorts of gunk on them.
As Halloween approached, the shop would get more and more crowded. I have to admit, at first I found the customers cute and quaint, all excited while trying to figure out what they were going to be (kind of like me at the beginning of this thread). But after a while I became increasingly irritated at them mostly because they were so many and everyone of them thought they were being clever, but were basically coming up with unoriginal ideas. If I had to hear another woman laugh about how she was going to be a pregnant nun, I was going to shoot myself. Plus so many people would wander up to me, even in the middle of ringing other customers up, and go "What should I be?" As if I would be brimming with ideas just tailor-made for them. (I usually just said "How about a pregnant nun?")
Well, since I worked there I got to borrow the costumes for free, so I figured, why not and put a bunch of them aside for a big party my current boyfriend and I were going to attend. I fished out the cleanest looking costumes, and held back a pink gorilla for him, a yellow chicken and bunny for his friends, and a penguin (the animal, not the batman villian) for me. We were basically going to walk to the party in our giant animal suits and the night was going to be hilarious, or so I hoped.
Eventually, Halloween day came around and I had never worked so hard in my life. Half the town had waited until the day itself to do anything about their costumes. I worked at least twelve hours with no breaks and was exhausted by the time I put my penguin costume on. My boyfriend, wearing his pink gorilla suit, grabbed me and dragged me to the party so that we didn't miss all the action.
The rest of the night was almost a total blur. I was basically exhausted and miserable and insanely hungry, but instead of doing the smart thing and actually stopping to get a decent meal somewhere, I immediately had a drink poured for me and continued to guzzle them down for the rest of the night. I do remember there were some amazing costumes at that party. Someone was dressed as a really great Andy Warhol, and the best were a Thing 1 and Thing 2 from the Doctor Seuss book. About five guys had also carved out the insides of real pumpkins, made them into Jackolanterns and worn them on their heads. The pumpkin heads all showed up randomly, it was completely unplanned that there would be so many, and they all ended up having a big fight on the front lawn. Too funny.
So finally I'm with my boyfriend, still in his pink gorilla suit, and I'm starting to feel really ill. I had who knows how many drinks and shots and the only food I had in my stomach was a pumpkin cookie. I told my boyfriend "I don't feel so well." (Those dreaded words) and headed outside. I threw up on the lawn while still in my penguin costume, of course, with all the pumpkinheads laughing and making fun of me, and a pink gorilla holding my beak. It was definitely a moment I'll never forget.
Last edited by starbuck; 22-09-08 at 03:40 AM.
“Inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist”--George Carlin
I hope the vomit made its way OUT of the penguin costume.
Hahaha, I didn't actually get any on the costume. I had to go back and edit that cause it was confusing in my story. Mostly it ended up on the lawn.
It was bad enough being in the costume while it was happening, though.
EDIT: I also have pictures from that night. They will go up in the gallery once I can find them.
Last edited by starbuck; 22-09-08 at 04:01 AM.
“Inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist”--George Carlin
Last year, my boyfriend and I made Hello Kitty costumes..the heads were made of paper mache. Ill post a picture in the gallery, in case some of you'd like to see.
It was sooo much fun walking around the city (NYC) like that..tons of people ran up to us, begging to take pictures with us. We even marched in the village parade, which was awesome except for the actual getting into the parade part. That was a hassle... so many people shoving up against me as I tried to protect my giant hello kitty head..which amazingly survived the night.
I haven't worn a Halloween costume in ages and ages. Last time I ever dressed up, I put on some fatigues and face paint. Done.
God, so atrocious in the Old Testament, so attractive in the New--the Jekyl and Hyde of sacred romance.
-Mark Twain
If people are good only because they fear punishment and hope for reward, then we are a sorry lot indeed.
-Albert Einstein