[Posted to Xanga 10/28/10]
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I was a dryad for Freed Halloween.
I was a dryad for Freed Halloween.
At about 2 PM I decided I needed a Halloween costume. I started hunting for clothes. First I found black ones, then green ones. With the green ones came the idea of being a dryad, a wood nymph. So I started drawing vines on my left arm with a green rollerball pen, a sleeve of vines. With the same pen I drew three leaves on my right cheek and drew green lines on my forehead and smudged them with moisture until they were a solid-ish pale green. Gave myself green eye shadow—basically I had a half-masque of green rollerball ink. Some of it was a little shoddy but if I messed up my hair you couldn’t tell from outside of kissing distance. I got Misty to help me with ideas; ended up wearing green pants with embroidered flowers on the left leg, my green owl tank top, and a green gradient shirt, which I gave slitted sleeves with a pair of scissors. Then I went to Dollar General and bought myself a cheap wreath of fake ivy to put on my head. And painted my nails sparkly green.
And it worked.
Sweet. Adaptability and luck work out where planning fails, sometimes.
Owl City is like ear candy. No nutritional (lyrical) value, but it sure is tasty.
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