Oh yeah my friend is getting married in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne next year. Or is it Boddingtons you drink? 
Bloody 'ooligan!
Hiding from TrickOrTreat-ers in my house, with all the lights off.
My friend once asked me “Who makes Newcastle?”
I replied “It’s made by angels.”
I trust that answers your question.
of course, I consider Guiness to be mother’s milk.
Okay, last thing about my stupid makeup. I bought some Rimmel liquid liner (thanks, D!) and some black eyeshadow, though nothing fancy because as you’ve probably guessed, I don’t do this shit very often, and will honestly never use black eyeshadow again. I started practicing layering the liner and shadow, and it definitely looks better than just trying to blend in a shitty pencil. So ignore the eyebrows; just working on the liner and shadow layering for now. Not the worst thing ever, but still not great. I could hear WhyNot yelling at me, “Girl, you better put some more liner on” (she probably doesn’t talk like that), so I told myself to go above the damn crease. Okay, so above the crease it is! We’re getting there. Still gotta work on tidying up the lines a little and layering more, but I think I got this.
You’re going as me?
Before I leave on Halloween, I always leave a cauldron of goodies outside my door. It’s always untouched when I get back.
Only when I get really excited. Or drunk. And then I remember I’m white, and then I feel really embarrassed for both of us. Giiiiiirrrrrl.
(It’s looking great. The color’s much better with these products. Now see if you’re brave enough to bring it out on the sides a bit further. If you can’t go swoopy bold with Cleopatra, when can you?)
I’m thinking of getting two big pieces of cardboard–big enough to make a large sandwich board–and one narrower piece of cardboard. I could make a giant triangle that I could wear, and add three big metal hoops. I’d be a binder full of woman.
What do you think? Too obvious?
MeanOldLady, that looks great! Just wing out the outer edge more and you’ll be set. The key to a good wing is to follow the line from your bottom eyelid up— just extend that line and it’ll look perfect.
One option for when you get it ready for the big show: use tape. Seriously. Put a piece of Scotch Tape extending along the line from your lower eyelid up to your eyebrow, then do your liner. That way, when you’re all done, you’ll have a perfectly crisp line. Shazam! This girl’s video is terrible, but she shows what I’m talking about.
For extra pop, take a super light shimmery shadow you’ve got (for Cleo, I’d do a gold) and dust it on the inner corner of your eye, top and bottom. It’ll make your eyes look nice and big and add some dimension to the look.
I wanted to but then I got lazy and drunk.
If it looks like a rubber ducky, floats like a rubber ducky, is cute like a rubber ducky - it’s a rubber ducky. Doesn’t matter if it was a gift, a mean person just can’t have one.
A mustachioed squirrel is OK as long as you can use it to frighten kids on Halloween.
I like this. People who are handy always have better costumes than I do.
Yay, thanks! Gonna wing out the end, was just getting the hang of making straight lines and layering. The tape cheat, btw, is awesome. Would have never occurred to me to do that.
Me too.
I used to hide in a bar. But now they have it on Sunday after noon and you are to wait at the end of your driveway if you want to hand out treats.
Siouxie Sioux and Robert Smith. Always a happy couple:
Tonight, I got my Honey Boo Boo on. A dear friend came along to the party dressed as Honey Boo Boo’s pet pig, Glitzy, which added a certain something to the whole shebang. In addition to my outfit, I took a bottle of Gatorade, dumped a bunch of glitter in that bad boy, then stuck a label on it that said “Alana’s Go Go Juice!”
Ridiculous. 
I’ve only heard of Honey Boo Boo from South Park but you definitely seem to have caught her essence.
Diosa, that is epic. I want a picture with Glitzy too!
Fuckin’ awesome, dude.
Some girl last night was dressed as Honey Boo Boo, but she was like 5’ tall so she looked just like her.
To my shock and amazement, this strategy does NOT work to ward off all those damn brats coming to the (dark and empty) front door. I mean, WTF parents?! Could I possibly make my house any less inviting? What more could I do to tell you that it’s not a good idea to let your rugrats run up to my door, expecting candy? I should drop some razor-blade infused apples in their bags, just to make a fuckin’ point! :mad:
j/k of course. I’d give 'em fun size samples of protein powder.
Answer the door naked?