So, some of you think I should blog about Halloween. And one of you thinks I should blog about lipstick.
Because I am magical, I will now blog about both these things together.
We like Halloween here. My cousin-down-the-street always throws a big party with lots of decorations and themed food and appropriately spooky music. I especially like the food part, but I also like dressing up. Most years, I plan out my costume in advance, but this year I got distracted and lost track of time. I figured if push came to shove I could drag out the black robe and Griffyndor scarf and do the wizard thing, but that seemed like cheating since I'd gone the wizard route a few years ago.
Right about the time I needed to figure out something, I got a message from a different cousin asking if I had a red lipstick. Another cousin (yes, I have a lot of cousins) was dressing as Snow White and needed something for that "lips as red as blood on the snow" look.
It just so happens I have lots of lipstick. I'm forever buying lipsticks and then throwing them in the drawer because I don't really like the color or they make my lips peel off or they taste funny. And I always hang on to the free with purchase lipsticks. Because, free. I am dangrously close to being a lipstick hoarder, I think.
In any case, when my cousin asked if I had a red lipstick, I pulled out the drawer and began rummaging. In the process of trying out some potential blood-on-the-snow shades, I ran across a really, really, really hot pink, which made Middle Daughter laugh.
As we tried out the lipsticks, I mentioned to Middle Daughter that I didn't have a costume. She ran to her room and did some rummaging of her own, and came back with some fake hair from a years-ago Libby Lu's birthday party. She has lots of fake hair, by the way. She is dangerously close to being a fake hair hoarder, I think.
It just so happened that the fake hair had some hot pink strands that exactly matched the hot pink lipstick, which made her laugh even more. Who would wear that? she asked. At which point, inspiration struck. Because I knew who would wear that...
Middle Daughter especially loved the back of my hair
And this costume is total justification for my refusal to ever throw anything away. I knew that crab hair bow would come in handy some day.