photo by Samantha S.
I know Halloween was a million years ago, but life is finally settling down a bit and it seems like I’ll have quite a bit more time to blog, so let’s catch up.
For Halloween this year, a good friend of mine, D, and I went as cigarette girls to a few parties in williamsburg, Brooklyn. D was smart enough to order her costume beforehand, while mine came together at the last minute from odds and ends I owned, and the help of my father who was gracious enough to drill into the sides of a compartmentalized drawer jewerly box to create a cigarette tray. The best part of the outfit? I wore that dress on my 12th birthday. Why my mother wanted to dress me as a velvet Christmas elf for my bat mitzvah is still confusing, as well as why I decided to keep the dress for the past 12 years. Hello, my name is liz, and I hoard ridiculous clothing.
The outfit consisted of: cigarette girl hat, red lipstick and kohl eyeliner, bat mitzvah dress, black petticoat, leggings, black patent winklepickers, fashioned cigarette tray, candy cigarettes and lollypops.
Unfortunately, as great of a job as my father did, the tray was not stable and whenever I forgot to have at least one hand on it, the above occurred. Either way though, the costume was a big hit, with numerous hipsters asking how much I was selling my cigarettes for. Of course they were disappointed to find out the cigarettes were made of chocolate and candy, but I won’t make the same mistake twice. Drunken hipsters are willing to shell out $$ for cigarettes and next year, the plan is to make bank.
Next stop, Vegas?
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