During my trip to Boston, when we went out on Saturday with Chris, we wandered through a costume shop. We were really, really tempted by a white/black/pink cat mask that really, really worked on me, but didn't quite do it. And then there was this... sparkly top hat... that made me look like a refugee from a production of
Cabaret. I was in the front with Chris trying it on, and had to show it to Kin and Rik. Rik was fooling with a plastic AK-47 and a bandolier of bullets.
I stole the bandolier. It... kinda worked.
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