Look mum, no hands!
My halloween costume was like this:
I've got glittery heart stickers standing in for my nipples. They are so wee, and so does not photograph, unlike Eva Green's below.
Initally, I had wanted to go as Satine a la Moulin Rouge, having watched the movie recently and reacted with a strong liking this time around. Unfortunately, I have neither the willowy white board features of Nicole Kidman (and bear stronger resemblance to the Narcoleptic Argentinian, if anything) nor a sparkling diamond dress. Due to poverty.
So in wanting to identify with a strong female portrayal, I thought of Eva Green and her crop-circle nipples in my favorite French movie, The Dreamers. This brunette hottie inspired my glam-rock-ethnic portrayal of the Venus de Milo:
Fucking mesmerizing. I swear, they spin if you look long enough.
Once I had glued 2 inch lashes, even my suite-mates avoided looking me straight in the eyes. Or at me for that matter as I wore these awesome tights that were so perfectly close to my skin tone that it looked like I was wonderfully naked down there once I took off my sheets.
Suitemates: [Talking behind doors]
Me: [sneaks over, opens door and prances out]
Suitemates: [quickly averts eyes] HOLY CRAP ARE YOU NAKED? I SHAN'T LOOK DOWN.
Suitemate: Is that Jenny out there..?
Me: [skips into room]
Suitemate: [shrieks and stares intently at far wall] I can't look at you! Your eyes! are! So! Freaky!
Me: no way, I am hott.
Suitemate: [burning hole into wall] What are you supposed to be you freak?!
Me: I am the Emperor's new clothes.
My costume is so versatile.
My hair uses my eyelashes as a ledge, so that it no longer falls emo-ly across my eyes. Pirate-affliction cured.
I've got glittery heart stickers standing in for my nipples. They are so wee, and so does not photograph, unlike Eva Green's below.
Initally, I had wanted to go as Satine a la Moulin Rouge, having watched the movie recently and reacted with a strong liking this time around. Unfortunately, I have neither the willowy white board features of Nicole Kidman (and bear stronger resemblance to the Narcoleptic Argentinian, if anything) nor a sparkling diamond dress. Due to poverty.
So in wanting to identify with a strong female portrayal, I thought of Eva Green and her crop-circle nipples in my favorite French movie, The Dreamers. This brunette hottie inspired my glam-rock-ethnic portrayal of the Venus de Milo:
Fucking mesmerizing. I swear, they spin if you look long enough.
Once I had glued 2 inch lashes, even my suite-mates avoided looking me straight in the eyes. Or at me for that matter as I wore these awesome tights that were so perfectly close to my skin tone that it looked like I was wonderfully naked down there once I took off my sheets.
Suitemates: [Talking behind doors]
Me: [sneaks over, opens door and prances out]
Suitemates: [quickly averts eyes] HOLY CRAP ARE YOU NAKED? I SHAN'T LOOK DOWN.
Suitemate: Is that Jenny out there..?
Me: [skips into room]
Suitemate: [shrieks and stares intently at far wall] I can't look at you! Your eyes! are! So! Freaky!
Me: no way, I am hott.
Suitemate: [burning hole into wall] What are you supposed to be you freak?!
Me: I am the Emperor's new clothes.
My costume is so versatile.
My hair uses my eyelashes as a ledge, so that it no longer falls emo-ly across my eyes. Pirate-affliction cured.