Thursday, November 1, 2007

Halloween: My Blackest Day

So for Halloween I was Emo. That required a lot of thought and about an hour to execute. My inspiration came from a singer that I saw on the final episode of Viva La Bam. He had spiky hair and a strip of hair that shwooshed down a side of his face. All the while he had black eyeliner around his eyes. The latter turned out to be the easiest thing. My hair is very long and very curly. For this mission my hair required a lot of product to get the emo shwoosh. After a few liberal applications of different kinds of gel I got it close to what I saw. For the rest of my body I had black... lots of it. From my tuxedo jacket down to my Chucks with the holes the size of pencils I decked out in emo garb. Interestingly enough, everything with the exclusion of my hair care products, choker & glove, and eyeliner were found in my room: Black Shirt, Black tuxedo jacket, black chucks...Christ, I didn't realize how haggard I really am. Well, I'm guessing you want to see the final product. I made a couple quick 'emo-cocked' photos for your viewing pleasure. I also included a picture of me as a frame of reference.
Of course, I went to class and Starbucks like this, quite a good time I must say. I even rolled up in my Explorer rocking out some HIM and Coheed & Cambria. Can't be emo listening to ABBA's Dancing Queen (I always say that). The playlist I had with me in my truck contained some of the following artists:
  • Coheed and Cambria
  • HIM
  • Say Anything
  • Muse
  • Panic! At the Disco
  • Fall Out Boy
  • The Frames
  • TV on the Radio
Some people recognized the premise immediately and laughed hysterically, others needed a demonstration. To facilitate this, on my arms were slashes from a red pen. Exactly, I was a cutter-emo, imagine the action figure advertisement...'comes with wrist-slashing action'. Of course that may sound offensive and that was what I was going for. Consider it a commentary of our society and how we look at people, and how we think in stereotypes. At least three people asked me if I had slashed wrists...just because I looked that way. But hey, it's all in good fun. A few people were peppered into the crowd, one person was a lumberjack, one very awkward person (Senor Awkward) was a sailor, I even saw a kid in a banana. If only I thought then to ask him to sing Banana Phone...oh well, Hey...look for me next year. My plan is to be Thor...so keep your eyes and ears open, you may here the noise of thunder or see a flash of light; you'll know that the God of Thunder, son of Odin has arrived...more importantly that Odin crept into the black forest and got lost...Snoogens.

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