Let's start with my amazing costume.
If you don't know... Isabella Rossellini is the daughter of Ingrid Bergman (my guardian angel) and Roberto Rossellini (Italian neo-realism director). She was the spokesmodel for Lancome (makeup company) during the 1980s and early 90s. She is also the mother of the current Lancome spokesmodel Elettra Rossellini Weidemann. Anyway, she's also a crazy lady who created
for the Sundance Channel (which I often refer to on this blog).
Anyway, due to my recent obsession with the Rossellini family, I created this character. It went over most people's heads... but here's the equation...
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Amazing? yes... but THERE'S MORE!
Jeffrey bought Peanut Butter a bee costume too, so I had a fellow bee. He was a little drone and all he does is "sit and wait. To have sex. A FEMALE READY TO MATE!" ...sorry... anyway... he was a big hit with trick-or-treaters as well as anyone who sees him.
Here are some pictures of the little man as a bee.
BEWARE-- EXTREME CUTENESS AHEAD!
Be careful, he'll slip that tongue, no doubt.
Another costume that was an enormous hit was the homemade Ladybug costume I made for Julia. It took me a whole weekend to complete, but the end result was fantastic!
From scratch, bitch. That's right.
Jump to the day of Halloween and it was time for Julia to wear her costume, legit. She had been talking about it all week.
Also, we had been decorating all week, which was a party in itself.
We decorated with recyclable materials and had a day of the dead theme conjoined with traditional United States cheap orange, green and black dècor.
The day went quickly and the preparation for the party was intense. We had the troops (Julia, Jay, Jeff, Sarah and Myself) doing work all over town. We managed to pull it all together by 4pm... PARTY TIME.
Jay the Cowboy putting stuff in a box for some last minute clean up.
Jeff the Gladiator helping with last minute adjustments, or not really helping but saying number one.
Sarah AKA Bristol Palin (whether she likes it or not) and Julia "Ladybug Girl." Trying to avoid cookies... but guess who won this fight?
JULIA!
HAHA!
Alexis as Isabella Rossellini as a bee and
Ladybug Girl!
The party was hoppin'!
Picnic in the television room... a rare and special occasion in the Carlander/Case household.
There were two definite costume contest winners (not that there was any actual costume contest, but if there had been, they would have taken home the gold).
In second place Prof. Moore with her Day of the Dead costume... showing up and scaring the pants off of Sarah
Jeff and I knew ahead of time, if not, we probably would have run. Not a neighborhood to fuck around with some skeletons.
First place goes to Thomas Long
THE LIBERAL MEDIA!!! BEST COSTUME HANDS DOWN
The kid is 9. BRAVO!
So, after the festivities, it was time to get our drink on.
Sarah FF and I went to the beer store, and little did I know, but this would start a whole new Halloween chapter.
Scene: Cheers on Rt. 13...beer store.
FF and I had just bought some beer and were getting into the car when a voice yelled at me
"I like your costume!"
I looked up and saw that it was a girl dressed as none other than GOVERNOR SARAH PALIN.
I said, "Uh, thanks. You're Sarah Palin right?"
SP: "Yeah! You got it!"
I said: "Well, no offense, but, fuck you."
SP: "Oh? haha?"
FF: "I can't believe you just said that!"
Me: "It was a joke, she laughed a little."
Later that night, FF and I went out to the Monkey Barrel for some fun, drinks and dancing.
We meandered through the crowd of ghouls and gobblins as well as slutty bees, nurses, nuns, hookers and thieves and who do we run into but GOVERNOR SARAH PALIN... THE SAME ONE!
SP:" You're the 'fuck you Sarah Palin' bee!"
SP's Friend: "Holy shit, you are the 'fuck you Sarah Palin' girl!"
Me: "Yeah, it was a joke. Sorry."
SP: "You're an asshole! I almost punched you in the face!"
Me: "Well, no you didn't. I mean I'm fine with being an asshole. I stand by my fuck you."
SP (Falling over drunk, mind you): "You're an asshole! I'm not political, it's just a costume."
Me: I am political, so you can punch me, but you shouldn't wear the costume if you can't take the heat.
SP's Friend: "It's whatever, she's drunk. Just you shouldn't yell fuck you to people."
Me: "Understood"
FF: "Let's go."
Me: "BYEEEE"
We then determined that not only was SP a bitch, but also has an alcohol problem... not a good mix for a VP candidate.
EVEN later that night:
I had to make pee pee and decided to use the side bathroom, to avoid conflict...
Who was in there? You ask?
GOVERNOR SARAH PALIN
I decided I could hold it until we got home. Just as I was telling FF we should make an exit, my friend Holly bursts through the door and shouts
"THAT SARAH PALIN IS A BITCH!"
So the lesson...
"Fuck you Sarah Palin"... potentially lethal, but wholeheartedly felt.
This story is dedicated to the girl dressed up as SP. I hope you find your political side and stop making Sarah Palin look dumber than she already looks.
:)
