Halloween

Okay, you all get one guess to figure out who I dressed up as for the Halloween party on Saturday night.


Think... feminist philosopher (ok, I know).


Think... French.


Got it?


Yes that's right folks.


I poofed up my hair, put on a tweed skirt, and managed some creative lettering with duct-tape so that no one could be confused.


I present to you: Simone de Beauvoir! (with a tan)




You can see the skirt better in this one:




I guess Simone likes cowboys. And yes, that's a criminal priest to my right (there were a lot of people at the party vying for the "Most Tasteless Costume" prize). The fellow next to the cowboy was dressed as a bad paper.

Now that's a good time.