As promised, here’s me as a clown.
Yes, even as a clown I wear suits. This was fairly late into the evening so the make-up had seen better days, but truthfully of all my clown-related skills (juggling, big feet, etc.) face painting is not my best. In an homage to Caesar Romero* I also didn’t shave the facial hair before applying the grease paint.
Oh, who’s the cat jumping into the picture you ask? Why Eric Smith of course. There’s this great story about how I stole his girlfriend and married her, but you can find that elsewhere on the web. (Like at I Sure Do which will soon enough be here at Wordpress[sorry google])
Eric turned 25 on Saturday so to celebrate we dressed silly and drank. I got him a great present, but unfortunately forgot it here at home. This is cause for another trip to Philly where I may or may not dress up like a clown, but I’ll almost definitely be dressed in a suit.
*Oh, you thought I was going to explain who Caesar Romero was. No. You’re online. Look it up.
November 1st, 2007 at 5:41 pm
Awww!!! You look great!!! I would have loved to do your make-up, but then I probably would have taken too long and everyone would have been yelling at me….There is a picture of me as Mrs. Robinson to come…Noone could quess who I was…then when I told them, they’d say wow…thats a great idea!! I like noone knowing who I was…the real me or Mrs. Robinson. I actually don’t think I ever want to wear anything else…ever. Oh and surprize surprize I was a woodstock hippie last Saturday as well, which involved me doing nothing costume wise…haha, right Glen!? If a picture of that surfaces all you Filmkidders out there will get to see my mulitiple personas of Halloweenie 2007! P.S. Sorry about the 4am text last night, dude…ooppsie!