NOW ENOUGH ABOUT YOU BACK TO ME. Here's mine:
Shut up. DIY is not my specialty okay?
I really wanted the entire dress to be covered in numbers/letters, but shit got expensive, fast, as it was, so this is as good as it gets.
Here's Terence, trying on his at the store, before we accessorized it:
Along with the outfit he's got LED finger thingies, glow laces, and we found a glow-in-the-dark sword.
We're a "(k)night club with a dress code."
Why do I have a sneaking suspicion you're laughing for the wrong reasons. WHATEVER OKAY, WE'RE DORKS.
Still have to figure out how I'm going to handle the EIGHTY PERCENT CHANCE OF RAIN tonight, when those iron-ons are barely on as it is. Oy.
We're heading to Hollywood to get stupid. I hope all of you have an enjoyable 'Ween, whether your plans are to get stupid, stay smart, stay in, pass out candy, or just pass out early.