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October 31, 2003 07:35 PM
The evolution of a Halloween costume . . . So I was going to be a vampire. But I kind of wanted to be contemporary and sexy so I decided I'd be a biker vampire. Studded leather arm bands, a black fishnet mesh sleeveless shirt, a fake leather vest with studs and buckles, black jeans, boots, black nail-polish, pale makeup, lots of eyeliner, black lipstick. As an extra touch, I sprayed my hair blonde. But the fangs I bought don't work. They come with these little putty packets that are supposed to customize them to your teeth, but my teeth are weird, and the fangs don't stay on. Without the fangs . . . I can't really be a vampire. So I don't really know what I am. I'm kind of the bastard love child of a goth club and a biker bar . . . with a little 70's-era glam rocker thrown in, and a generous helping of the femmier side of Folsom Street. But that's kind of hard to explain to people. So I guess when people ask "What are you?" I'll just say . . . "Tonight, I'm whatever you want me to be, baby." Happy Halloween! |
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