This was the year of men in drag for Halloween. There's nothing wrong w/ a guy expressing himself in a lovely chiffon piece w/ matching undergarments. But if I saw one more sack o' nuts last night...
Of course there were your slutty: firemen, cops, referees, butterflies, witches and the chick who just decided lingerie was a good enough costume.
I was a detective. Olivia Benson, Special Victims Unit. Or, I had to shoot a wedding and thought, "what goes w/ dark pants and a dark top? A badge, handcuffs and aviator sunglasses." I should have won something, right? I put in more effort than the girl in the pink lace nighty... right? Sigh.
There's always that one or two people who walk in that you think, I don't want to see you on a normal night, let alone a night you dress up and get even more psychotic.
Oh, and seriously, again... no sack o' nuts please. Thanks! Sincerely, Me.
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