Finally, after taking a lame two years off from dressing up, we were back at it again this year for my friend Lisa's Halloween party. John and I obviously went two different directions here...
My friend Adrienne and I whipped up some Rockford Peach costumes so that we could be Doris and All the Way Mae from A League of Their Own. We lobbied really hard for John to be Stillwell Angel but it was a no-go. He would rather dress as the Heat Miser. Of course, after these pictures, he took off the nose. Of course, the rest of the night I would yell drunkenly across the room "Put your effing nose on!". He loved that, I'm sure of it.
I had really hoped to sing "We're the members of the All American team..." more than twice but apparently people would rather hear impressions of Marla Hooch, doing "It Had to be You". Which really, is just effing funny.
And of course, my friends bring it. Because they always do.
A little Under Pressure with David Bowie and Freddie Mercury!
The Morton Salt girl!
The Naked Cowboy!
70's Prom Couple with traveling background!
They're all so freakin creative, I love it.
But guess who walked away with Best Costume? These girls! *points to picture above*
I was shocked. And drunk on sweet tea vodka and water, my new fave. But mostly shocked. See, you can buy a LOTO costume from any costume shoppe but apparently all the reviews say that the dresses are bubble gum pink. And that just wouldn't do. They were peaches for cripes sake! So we bought white cotton and dyed yards and yards of it to get the perfect shade of peach. Worth it.
Oh, thanks for putting your effing nose on ;)
I had the best time hanging out with all my friends again, drinking too much, acting like a loon, having the world's smallest dance party and finally getting back into the best part of the holiday, the freaking costumes. Now if this g-damn hurricane can get in and get out without too much damage, we can move on to Halloween day so Gabe can rock his costume without a rain-out. Word on the street is that Sandy is going to be way worse than last summer's Irene so I have a feeling I'm going to be internet-less without power for a bit. If you're in Sandy's path, be safe!
Also, big Happy Birthdays to my milky ha-white Mae, Adrienne!