That awkward moment when someone asks you what...

27th October 2012

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That awkward moment when someone asks you what your costume is and you reply “80s deathrocker” and you want to add “It’s a culture, not a costume.”

But yes, Highball Halloween was fantastic. Fandom was out in force, racist hipster costumes were at a minimum, and at one point I spotted a Pierrot coming towards us, took another look at his makeup, asked “Holy shit, are you Ashes to Ashes Bowie?” and earned a high five. He was traveling with three other Bowies, so King Jareth met up with him shortly thereafter. Jareth didn’t stuff, though. I guess accuracy only goes so far.

Best costumes were tied between:

Mrs. Slocombe and Mr. Humphries (we both screeched with delight)
Ambiguously-gendered glam gorgon (no, not me, some other ambiguously-gendered glam gorgon)
The Four Ages of Bowie

Wet ‘n Wild black lipstick isn’t too bad, incidentally, although it likes to feather (I used Urban Decay black eyeliner as lipliner, which helped) and it’s pretty fugitive. It worked well with a ferocious bright pink MAC lipstick as my inner color, black on the outside. I sacrificed a bit of purple eyeshadow for my blush, did a tiny bit extra on the eyes, and boom, proper old-skool goth/deathrock look.

Now I am exhausted, but that ~~cocoa~~ blood of my enemies won’t heat itself, so.

Tagged: also we ate at a greek place they set cheese on fire and we got to shout OPA it was pretty good auntie gorgo tell us a story war paint