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Usually I know well in advance what I'm going to be for Halloween.
Okay, I'm totally lying. Every year Halloween comes around and I'm totally
unprepared...but at last minute, genius will strike and I'll whip up
something interesting out of the blue. This year was different: In the
wake of the WTC incident, Halloween snuck up on us and caught us still
somber.
A few days earlier we had been invited to Grant's bass player's party
whose roommate happens to be a Dutch
supermodel. So on the afternoon of the 31st, Josh and I set out
on our lunch break to find costumes. Good costumes. We'd decided
that if there were going to be hot girls around, we would need to disguise
ourselves enough so that maybe they'd all think that underneath our
costumes we were handsome enough to be talking to them.
After wandering the store forever, I came across the "moustache
section," and suddenly inspiration struck. I would go as...
Magnum Motherfucking P.I.! (P.I. = Pimped Investigator, bee-eye-atch!)
This shot was taken at my place right before we left for the party.
I chose to pose in front of the Hawaiian mural that covers that back
wall of our Tikki Living Room.
Growing despondent after almost 2 hours in the costume store, Josh finally
gave up on coming up with a really creative inexpensive costume and
instead opted to drop some serious pocket lettuce on the Official Star
Wars™ Princess Leia costume. Here we see him striking a
"frightened Leia" pose in my apt's front room. (and yes, that
is a giant metal slide in the background. Don't ask.)
Vin was going to wear a suit and tie with horns and tell everyone he
was a "Handsome Devil" which we thought would be pretty smooth.
But in typical Vin fashion, he decided last minute to instead dress
up as "A Chef." (Huh?) We told him that "A
Chef" wasn't a very good costume. So here he decided he was
going to go as "The Angry Chef." (Now that's more like it!)
When he got to the party, most people there gave him weird looks as
if they were wondering who the guy was who got off of work from the
restaurant and came right to the party without putting on a costume.
Needless to say, Vin didn't stay at the party very long.
Me with Viola as a Fembot. (Sweet Jesus.) You know, I would normally
think that any girl who dressed up in an Austin Powers-related costume
in the year 2001 was corny. But for some reason, I thought Viola pulled
it off.
Grant, dressed up as Pan (the horny god of Baccanalia, appropriately
enough) and Nina dressed up as a wood-nymph (they were supposed to be
from a Midnight Summer's Dream).
Josh, Nina, Grant and Vin. Note how Vin's chef costume has already disapeared
at this point.
Nina,
Grant and Viola. Grant's horns came off because he was so fervently
making out with Nina...see how she's missing make up and he's got white
shit all over his face? Where's her hand anyway? Jesus!
With the exception of Viola, whose name and likeness I won't likely
ever forget, I couldn't tell you the rest of these people's names if
my life depended on it.
Grant displays his furry nipples for some supermodel-dressed-up-as-hooker
girl.
Grant, Frank and Nina. Frank took one of those "fake butt"
things, cut out eye holes, glued wig-hair all over it, attached a strap-on
dildo, and transformed his entire head into a giant cockn'balls. I'm
not really sure what the Star Trek shirt had to do with anything...
Dave and I repraZent on the law enforcement tip, yo.
Yeah, this pic's redundant, I know. I only included it because I think
it best captures my striking resemblance to Tom Selleck.
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