Halloween. Just typing that word makes me smile. I've been a true fan of October 31rst ever since I was a little kid. Dressing up and getting candy--- win, win. My love of planning, purchasing, and putting on a costume continues and grows. This year my bf, bff, and I went to the West Hollywood Halloween carnival. After many outfit ideas, my bff and I decided to go as a version of Kristen Wiig's character in this SNL Lawrence Welk skit. She's the fourth sister.
There's something pee your pants funny and magical about that hairline and little baby doll hands. So the task of trying to turn me and my bff into that sexy misfit was a large challenge. My bff is seemingly very serious, built like a line backer, and has the deepest voice I've ever heard. He possesses though a silly streak a mile wide. In that silliness is where our friendship flourishes. He hates and I mean hates shopping for Halloween outfits but is oh too happy to let me apply makeup and dress him in some insane creations. Thank you bff! So I had to find two identical dresses in the same feel as that skit. After an exhausting search I found two gowns, a size 22 for him and a size 10 for me, in a hell mouth known as Ross Dress For Less. The dresses unfortunately were sleeveless, so I had to buy four of those damn things in order to have enough fabric to make our two-layered sleeves. There's a long stretchy under-sleeve covered in a sheer billowy layer. I have a sewing machine but no ability to use it. I'd start to sew and the damn thing would lock up after creating a half a spool sized thread knot. I'd clip off the knot, start sewing again and the needle would break. Ahhhhhh!!!!!! Hours and hours later I had our not too glamorous gowns finished. Then there were bald caps involved and liquid latex makeup to create the super-sized forehead illusion. Due to a decency clause my bff signed at his work, I can't show his face. :( So if he's not showing his, then I won't show mine either.
My bf didn't dress up but instead acted as our camera man. Thanks bf!
That's us in the hotel just before heading out. None of the photos have been retouched other than the blacked out faces. Gorgeous, right?
The Hulk's hands may be large, but they're no match for my bff's mighty mitts .
Does this make you horny? Or perhaps a little sick?