Still haven't gotten all the eyeliner off
Oct. 31st, 2010 12:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tilly_stratfordAh yesterday's party was great fun (and oh God I can still taste those delicious homemade pumpkin muffins on my tongue om nom nom), and today I woke up all groggy wondering why all my clocks were displaying different times (not that I had a single drop yesterday).
The Star Trek costume wasn't a big hit, though I did get a lot of "Oooh, you're from Star Wars!". I was a polite enough geek to always smile and answer "Close, do you mean Star Trek?" - "Yes God, that's the one! Awesome costume!". So all in all it went better than the one time I was Groucho Marx and no one got it.
Sadly I didn't get any full-body pictures of me in costume (I'm considering a crazy Star Trek photoshoot when my sister comes visiting soon), but you can at least see some of it.
I modeled my makeup on the extremely beautiful Antoinette Bower from the extremely bad (but very Halloween-y) episode Catspaw.
Doing photo tests of my makeup and hair I started trying to imitate her glamorous seductive look -
- Though I think my facial muscles mixed up "seductive glance" with "trying to subtly burp". And contrary to what Star Trek has taught me, massive amounts of eyeliner did not turn me evil. HUH.
After the party I did a little posing with Jeff. You remember my tribble?
(God that shirt kept bunching up every time I wasn't looking)
And I did wear my high-heeled boots all evening, which meant that A) I was towering over everyone, including the guys, and B) Walking I looked more like a newborn baby foal taking its first steps than Marilyn Monroe. From here on I'm going to watch Star Trek and be deathly jealous of all these guys that can do all that running and jumping on Cuban heels.
Anyway - in penitance for not actually having any good pictures of the costume, I can give you a little blast from the past (or 2007 as it's also called), the only other Halloween I ever dressed up for (though it wasn't even Halloween, but for my sister's birthday on October 29th). Hopefully you'll appreciate the costume more than our friends did:
Come on, you can tell who that's supposed to be, and it isn't bloody Charlie Chaplin!
The Star Trek costume wasn't a big hit, though I did get a lot of "Oooh, you're from Star Wars!". I was a polite enough geek to always smile and answer "Close, do you mean Star Trek?" - "Yes God, that's the one! Awesome costume!". So all in all it went better than the one time I was Groucho Marx and no one got it.
Sadly I didn't get any full-body pictures of me in costume (I'm considering a crazy Star Trek photoshoot when my sister comes visiting soon), but you can at least see some of it.
I modeled my makeup on the extremely beautiful Antoinette Bower from the extremely bad (but very Halloween-y) episode Catspaw.
Doing photo tests of my makeup and hair I started trying to imitate her glamorous seductive look -
- Though I think my facial muscles mixed up "seductive glance" with "trying to subtly burp". And contrary to what Star Trek has taught me, massive amounts of eyeliner did not turn me evil. HUH.
After the party I did a little posing with Jeff. You remember my tribble?
(God that shirt kept bunching up every time I wasn't looking)
And I did wear my high-heeled boots all evening, which meant that A) I was towering over everyone, including the guys, and B) Walking I looked more like a newborn baby foal taking its first steps than Marilyn Monroe. From here on I'm going to watch Star Trek and be deathly jealous of all these guys that can do all that running and jumping on Cuban heels.
Anyway - in penitance for not actually having any good pictures of the costume, I can give you a little blast from the past (or 2007 as it's also called), the only other Halloween I ever dressed up for (though it wasn't even Halloween, but for my sister's birthday on October 29th). Hopefully you'll appreciate the costume more than our friends did:
Come on, you can tell who that's supposed to be, and it isn't bloody Charlie Chaplin!
