Birds of a Feather...Halloween 2011.

Some people know when to keep their embarrassing moments to themselves.  I'm not one of those people.  I like to share the cringe with anyone who is willing to listen.  This is probably a trait that doesn't go well with the age of electronic documentation.  When you commit it to the world wide web, you commit it to an eternity of documented bad judgement.  I need to keep this in mind as I explore this world of blogging.

So let me tell you about the tragic fail that was this year's Halloween costume.

I LOVE Halloween.  I gleefully anticipate my costume about two months in advance; but to be honest, I'm keeping mental notes all year long.  How to decorate my house, my kids, myself, my husband, my dog.  Truly, with this holiday, the anticipation is more fun than the night itself.

But this year wasn't all hearts and flowers for me.  The stars were not in alignment these past couple of months, so I wasn't really feeling it this year.  Which is a pity, in retrospect, because come October 30, I was hurting for a genius Halloween costume, and it was slim pickings in my costume closet.  But then I remembered an idea my better half had suggested for the kids.  We have a Cardinals jersey for one of the boys, and IF they had done poorly this World Series, one of the boys could be an Angry Bird by simply wearing the jersey.

The idea itself was pretty pathetic, but I felt like it had potential.  I could finally put to use that bird feather shirt I picked up at the thrift store a few years back (you never know when you might need a feather shirt), and those Angry Birds are pretty big this year. I felt like I could really make something out of this idea.  After a quick google, I confirmed that this was the costume for me.  All I needed was some big eyebrows and a tuft of hair on top.

Sadly, as they say in Project Runway, it was a great concept, but there were some serious problems with execution and styling.

Here's what I'm talking about:

I do have to say, I enjoyed myself immensely during my photo session.  There were some H-O-R-R-I-F-I-C photos that came from it that had me laughing my hiney off.

I wanted to keep the laughs coming, so I sent the picture to a select few (everyone I had an email to) and asked them to guess what I was for Halloween.  Here are some responses:

"Tweety Bird after a run on meth"
"Big Bird's paid escort"
"Club Kid"
"Lady Gaga waking up with a hangover"
"Black Swan gone awry"
"A Drag Queen"

I'm going to have to go with Drag Queen as the winner.