Two friends and I have made our very own Ghostbuster costumes. It’s taken about a month, but they’re pretty good! We even wired up a bunch of lights for the gun and proton pack.
When we were looking up ideas for how to make the pack we ended up on a couple of different sites. One was ghostbuster.net and the other was a prop MB (I can’t remember the name). THOSE guys know how to make props. Jesus… we’re talking injection molded plastic, billeted aluminum pakcs, measurements taken from the original packs at a Planet Hollywood. If I had the time and money I’d love to build one like that.
A bunch of us are dressing up as the cast of the Royal Tanenbaums. My wife (who is considerably shorter than me) and I will be the kid and his dad in matching sweats with curly wigs.
Last Saturday at Dope-A-Ween, I was one of the chanting monks from MP&HG. (Video here.) I’m going to wear the monk outfit tonight while handing out candy, only I’m going to wear a ghoul mask and skeleton gloves too, and not hit myself on the head with anything. At least not intentionally.
I’m dressed as a construction worker, which basically means I wore my husband’s clothes to work (except the undies - they’re mine). Everything is too big and personally, I think I look cute, like a little girl in her father’s clothes (my husband is more than a foot taller than I am).
Whenever I have my full costume on, I can tell who has kids because they go, “Cool! Bob the Builder!” Although I am really just a generic construction type. My name patch says “Chiqui,” so I guess instead of Bob the Builder, I am Chiqui the Contractor.
Anyway … it is really cool to walk around at my cubicle-oriented job with a B.F.H. on my hip and a hard hat on.
Got ->this<- close to making a set of claws that could actually pop out, but we ran out of time. Made do with claws going through the back of my gloves. Cool, but not as cool.
I went for irony rather than sexy this year and dressed as a nun. Every single person at my work who has walked into my office has absolutely cracked up. The girl at the McDonald’s drive-thru thought I was a real nun and was so freaked out she forgot to give me my french fries. I gave somebody the finger on the highway today and the look on their face was priceless.
Definitely one of my better costumes as of late.
I’ll be a milk carton with my face where the “Missing Person” picture generally goes. Still debating whether to put my own phone number underneath the picture.
