where the bad boys are
It's a bit early for Halloween costume ideas, but seeing as how all other attempts to do ensemble or even solo costumes have failed in the past due to a severe lack of planning, I figure now's as good a time as any other! Except one week before Halloween, of course.
#1: Dibs on Adrock à la Fight For Your Right!!!!! Partly inspired by seeing Elijah Wood and Will Ferrell portraying him simultaneously and convincing me that it would be a good time.
#2: Wayne's World. Pretending to be Garth has pretty much been my dream ever since I was a little kid, even though I'm absolute shit at impressions and didn't even really understand what the hell was going on during Wayne's World when I was five or six. But hey, breaking the fourth wall and singing along to Bohemian Rhapsody are among some of the things I do pretty much ALL THE TIME!
#3: Gachapin and Mukku. Dibs on Gachapin!!!! (Also, holy hell those have got to be the biggest pair of googly eyes EVER over there on Mukku)
#4: My love for Brobee knows no bounds. I mean, he lives in a gorgeous forest, knows how to frown AND the other Yo Gabba Gabba characters are not nearly as cute as he is. I don't really care much for anyone else, like/especially Toodee 'cos she cut in line at the slide that one time and made Foofa cry.
#5: I have always wanted to be Matt Lauer! (Also, no 'green monster mascot' hat trick for you.)
#6: Inspired by concept cosplays more than anything. xD Hey! maybe I should put up my Must-cosplay-if-I-ever-learn-to-sew(-which-is-why-I-took-fashion-in-the-first-place[-but-in-retrospect-maybe-I-shoulda-taken-design-instead]) list one day.
#7: Loser-era Beck is a solo costume and is a much more personal endeavour, but it would be cool if I could have a Thurston Moore accompanying me, purely for the sake of having a plausible reason to toss my boot at a wall.
#8: And of course the oblig photograph of the lowly bard, in a polka-dot shirt no less. It's a shame I don't have the physique for this b'aaaw. There are some pretty great photographs of people's Dylan Halloween costumes floating around the net, and I cry every time I see them.
And if none of these work out, I suppose could always be a modestly-dressed pirate. Or I could recreate my milk carton costume from the first grade school play about healthy foods, which was a huge piece of paper that my dad procured from somewhere, read 'MILK' and was draped over me with holes for my arms and head. Arrr! Or mooo! Or something.
#1: Dibs on Adrock à la Fight For Your Right!!!!! Partly inspired by seeing Elijah Wood and Will Ferrell portraying him simultaneously and convincing me that it would be a good time.
#2: Wayne's World. Pretending to be Garth has pretty much been my dream ever since I was a little kid, even though I'm absolute shit at impressions and didn't even really understand what the hell was going on during Wayne's World when I was five or six. But hey, breaking the fourth wall and singing along to Bohemian Rhapsody are among some of the things I do pretty much ALL THE TIME!
#3: Gachapin and Mukku. Dibs on Gachapin!!!! (Also, holy hell those have got to be the biggest pair of googly eyes EVER over there on Mukku)
#4: My love for Brobee knows no bounds. I mean, he lives in a gorgeous forest, knows how to frown AND the other Yo Gabba Gabba characters are not nearly as cute as he is. I don't really care much for anyone else, like/especially Toodee 'cos she cut in line at the slide that one time and made Foofa cry.
#5: I have always wanted to be Matt Lauer! (Also, no 'green monster mascot' hat trick for you.)
#6: Inspired by concept cosplays more than anything. xD Hey! maybe I should put up my Must-cosplay-if-I-ever-learn-to-sew(-which-is-why-I-took-fashion-in-the-first-place[-but-in-retrospect-maybe-I-shoulda-taken-design-instead]) list one day.
#7: Loser-era Beck is a solo costume and is a much more personal endeavour, but it would be cool if I could have a Thurston Moore accompanying me, purely for the sake of having a plausible reason to toss my boot at a wall.
#8: And of course the oblig photograph of the lowly bard, in a polka-dot shirt no less. It's a shame I don't have the physique for this b'aaaw. There are some pretty great photographs of people's Dylan Halloween costumes floating around the net, and I cry every time I see them.
And if none of these work out, I suppose could always be a modestly-dressed pirate. Or I could recreate my milk carton costume from the first grade school play about healthy foods, which was a huge piece of paper that my dad procured from somewhere, read 'MILK' and was draped over me with holes for my arms and head. Arrr! Or mooo! Or something.