Friday, October 19, 2007
Everbody should wear a boa
We found a costume for DD last night. We weren't there for one, in fact we were picking up jogging pants. But she liked it and that is all that counts. It is a blue dress with a hoop skirt and a few ribbon roses on it. She also got a green wig, and a pink feather boa. She is a queen, or princess, or something. Well, whatever she is she is going to look fabulous, darling! ROFL. DD no longer asks what I will wear on halloween. I am always a witch. Always. I have not even been tempted to be something else for years and years. Other notable costumes were Diana from V (from the scene where her craft gets hit and she has fake skin hanging and lizard skin showing and one yellow eye. Those effect contact lenses HURT), Marilyn Monroe (complete with decomp, I mean she has been dead a long time), and I am sure I was a black cat a few times as a child (my mom could make a mean tail from black pantyhose). Other than that? A witch. And considering that I have a beautiful witches hat that cost a lot of money, I don't see that changing much. A black outfit, the hat, sometimes I wear outrageous striped long socks. Sometimes I do evil make-up (green face anyone?). Sometimes I do what we call "model make-up". It all depends on my mood. Well, this year I have an addition! I could not resist it. A green and black fluffy feather boa. My family says it looks very nice on me. Now, considering how dramatic I am it is a wonder I don't already own a collection of various boas, doesn't it? They certainly do bring out the inner diva. But I have to confess, that hard part in the middle where the feathers are tied into the rope makes me gag. It reminds me of the thick hide under a fur pelt. That is the reason I hate fur and fur items, believe it or not. Now don't get me wrong. I don't believe in raising animals for the sake of their fur (and I don't believe there is ANY humane way of killing something even if we are going to eat it) unless it is a matter of survival. But I do eat meat. And I am not so much against using ALL the parts of the animal, including the hides. It seems more respectful that way in my mind. I do believe we are meant to be hunters and gatherers and we were supposed to use the hides and the bones etc. Waste not, want not. But that feeling of the hide under the fur makes me want to heave. It all stems from an encounter with dead puppies in a sack, which we will not delve into at this moment, but suffice it to say that they were quite dead and stiff as boards, and that is what their skin felt like under their soft fur. Trauma trauma trauma. Barf. ANYHOW. I think this will add a nice theatrical touch to my costume. DH is dressing up as what he normally dresses up as (unless I make him do something else). "Some guy". Tee hee! I haven't decided what Ruby will be this year. If only she could choose her own costume like DD ;). I was thinking I might make a black skirt with ragged edges and snip a bit off my boa for a collar, and we can match. I won't be able to keep a witch hat on her though. Maybe a headband? We'll have to see. Now if you will excuse me, I have some work to finish then I will spend my lunch packing DD's thinks - she is going camping this weekend. DH and I are going out to dinner at the art gallery, but I don't know if we will go tonight or tomorrow. Today is our anniversary, but it might be too late for that sort of thing once we get back from dropping her off. Plus DH has to work tomorrow and I plan on getting some more computer work done. Sigh, fitting in culture is SUCH hard work. Perhaps I will wear my boa to dinner.