Jessica
I dressed up as an unfinished poem.
Note the eyes bleeding ink and the mouth that is stitched closed.
I took this in the bathroom mirror, so the “Write Me” is actually written backwards. Redrum, redrum!
I didn’t get a very good picture of the full effect, as it gets very dark in our condo after the sun sets. So, this morning I took a picture of the piece de la resistance, the skirt. It was an $8 silver satin skirt from a thrift shop, which I decorated with the drenched flowers and half-finished lines of poetry.
Yesterday, I was asking my husband why it couldn’t be Halloween every day. 364 more days until the next costume.
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