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The sun will rise in a few hours, and the murky morning rays will dissolve the thin tendrils of delusion lashing me still so soundly to Saturday. Yes, my friends, another Halloween has quite officially come and gone. I'm as sad as a girl can be in regard to the passing of a holiday infused with no personal spiritual significance. Be that as it may, I can say with the utmost certainty that this has been the most fun Halloween in nearly a decade; I would venture that the Hallam Theatre Tech Crew fright fest and slumber party of 2000 was my last great hurrah (not that this is saying overmuch, as I did not actually do anything of substance, but I was actually able to celebrate, and in costume).
And, costume, thy name is zombie!
It started out simple enough; some basic colors, some bloody rags, and a few super secret surprises. I wasn't 100% happy with the way it turned out in the end, mostly because I ran out of time. This was because it took significantly longer to apply the liquid latex and white base coat than I anticipated. My psoriasis was both a blessing and a curse; it took forever to cover, but wound up a little more "natural" because I looked effortlessly mottled.
The biggest disappointment was the bite which led me to Zedhood. I've never worked with foam latex before, and it is quite evident that I need much more practice. Fortunately, it was mostly hidden by a torn sleeve (the bite was on my forearm), and after adding copious amounts of both gel and stage blood, it looked more like a festering wound than...well...this crappy foam bite mark.
After adding a little perimortem bruising (red, blue, and black around the eyes, along the most blotchy cheek bone, and at the neck and head wounds), and blood, I was properly zombified. I was most pleased with how my eyes and neck wound turned out. I'll definitely keep this configuration for the future, and will probably rely more heavily on the liquid latex now that I know how to work with it.
Ben Nye Tooth Color, mixed eventually with Thin Mint flavored stage blood, gave my maw a pretty grody look. In hindsight, however, I wish I had added more blood around my mouth and nose (to look like I had bit into another human rather than my own tongue).
I spent the night hopping parties with my mother, my aunt and my uncle (I have to find a better shot of him), my cousin, and a friend (who I did, eventually, try to eat). There was music (even a live band at one party) and dancing, food and drinks, fun and frivolity. I capped the night by winning some champers for sporting the scariest costume.
Good night was good, and I am one happy Zed.
And, costume, thy name is zombie!
It started out simple enough; some basic colors, some bloody rags, and a few super secret surprises. I wasn't 100% happy with the way it turned out in the end, mostly because I ran out of time. This was because it took significantly longer to apply the liquid latex and white base coat than I anticipated. My psoriasis was both a blessing and a curse; it took forever to cover, but wound up a little more "natural" because I looked effortlessly mottled.
The biggest disappointment was the bite which led me to Zedhood. I've never worked with foam latex before, and it is quite evident that I need much more practice. Fortunately, it was mostly hidden by a torn sleeve (the bite was on my forearm), and after adding copious amounts of both gel and stage blood, it looked more like a festering wound than...well...this crappy foam bite mark.
After adding a little perimortem bruising (red, blue, and black around the eyes, along the most blotchy cheek bone, and at the neck and head wounds), and blood, I was properly zombified. I was most pleased with how my eyes and neck wound turned out. I'll definitely keep this configuration for the future, and will probably rely more heavily on the liquid latex now that I know how to work with it.
Ben Nye Tooth Color, mixed eventually with Thin Mint flavored stage blood, gave my maw a pretty grody look. In hindsight, however, I wish I had added more blood around my mouth and nose (to look like I had bit into another human rather than my own tongue).
I spent the night hopping parties with my mother, my aunt and my uncle (I have to find a better shot of him), my cousin, and a friend (who I did, eventually, try to eat). There was music (even a live band at one party) and dancing, food and drinks, fun and frivolity. I capped the night by winning some champers for sporting the scariest costume.
Good night was good, and I am one happy Zed.