I was so bothered by my recent foray into convent attire that... well, just guess what my Halloween costume was. Here are some clues, stiff white shirt under a black cardigan and black dress, black tights, black orthopedic shoes. Get it? More clues? Black veil, rosary around neck, wooden ruler as a weapon. Get it now?
My sister went as a Mad Scientist. Ha! I take credit for that! Well, me and a can of Big and Sexy hairspray. It was pretty brilliant. She back-combed her hair into 1980s proportions and then sprayed massive amounts of Big and Sexy. Her lab coat was already messed up from her Chemistry Lab class and then we used her lab goggles as a stencil for soot marks around her eyes and nose.
In our party we had a risque-attired Little Red Riding Hood, a decorated Military woman, a car repairman with a Pedro wig (don't ask me why), there was a similarly risque-attired Little Miss Muffet and a prisoner with a taste for revealing uniforms.
Once we got to the Ballroom in Fremont, we spotted:
a bunch of bananas
a gingerbread man who, considering his perishable state, was in a very good mood
a disturbing trio that dressed up as an Oreo cookie, in other words, 2 black ladies in black unitards and their man friend in a white unitard
a team of Double Dare contestants
the Beastie Boys in Intergalactic attire
several Chilean miners
a couple of Jack Sparrows waiting for the next Pirate's of the Caribbean movie
Wayne and Garth from Wayne's World
a gaggle of Gagas
Snooki and friends
about 2 or more Popes and my fellow nuns
a donut
a wedding cake
homeless dudes with Please Help signs
and the usual sexy somethings - sexy nurse, sexy police officer, sexy school girl, sexy piece of furniture (just kidding)
Let's keep it Halloween-like with some French & Saunders, shall we?
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