Because I have zero issue posting pictures of random strangers/hot girls who decided to pose with us: Spoiler
I was a ringmaster for the Halloween beer thing this weekend, a relatively uninspired choice. My makeup was tits, though, and well worth the two hours it took to do. For reference, me on any given day: And with a ridiculous amount of makeup: For one glorious night, I had visible eyebrows.
Why does that girl have a box for a boob? And please don't tell me cancer because then I'll feel bad.
I thought it looked too big for a phone. Must be a 'droid (Droid?). And now I know where to put my phone on Friday when I go to my party. I was leaning towards underwear* because I didn't want to mess with the lines. But since apparently who cares? it opens up other options. *No I wasn't. That's gross.
Shitty cellphone picture ftw. Homemade Princess Jasmine costume! Tragically, I could find no manacles to cinch the outfit. Oh well.
I dressed as the singer for our house band, he is from West Virginia, his wife was all over me last night at work.
Meant to do a "before" picture before I did any makeup but forgot. So this one I had started the shading around my eyes: Final product: Now I have to go make sure Pat doesn't make out with any of the ladies. Apparently he's the problem child. I'm kind of hoping he does so that I can give him the whole fake "I never did any of that when I was your age" speech. He's actually a pretty funny kid. And, free food!
My "19 Kids and Counting" costume was a moderate success. Very few people got it on their own, but I got some good reactions after people asked. Here are some things that I learned: Lots of people think having 19 children should be illegal. Also, people jump to speculation about what 19 births would do to a vagina pretty quickly. Folding a pillow in half and shoving it under a tank top creates a pretty convincing belly. Bonus points because I was wearing a button down under a dress and one of the buttons looked like a well-placed belly button. People judge very harshly when they believe that you are pregnant and drinking. It's hilarious. I highly recommend donning a fake belly before your next bender to relish in the looks of horror and disdain.
Do it while holding a beer. Once they give you that look of horror, say, "oh my god, what the hell am I doing? This isn't right." Grab another beer. Look at your stomach and smile. "That's better. I'm drinking for two now, aren't I?"