My ears are still ringing from one singular, INSANELY amazing ELO cover band (I mean...they had a cello and a violin and back-up singers and a freakin' vocoder!!) and my stomach is rather sad concerning the paltry amount of fun-size candies I've consumed in the last 24 hours (one mini York patty and one tiny box of Jr. Mints, come ooooon) But I just wanted to stop off and leave visual proof of how totally fucking weird my face looked tonight!
This is probably the most effort I've put into a Halloween costume in many, many years--though that's not really saying so much--and I was sewing those damn ruffles up until the minute we left the apartment. Still, though my face did kinda feel like it was falling off by the end of the night and I did get called a mime once (occupational hazard of the Pierrot, I suppose) it was totally worth it!
P.S. Can you guess A's costume? He really stole my heart, that one...eheheheh.