I’ve posted before about my obsession with masquerade masks, and really, I’m sure part of it (disregarding the eternal influence of my secret teenage goth side) is having seen the above five billion times as a child (no, seriously, it’s probably close to a hundred times.)  Which is why I’m pretty pleased with my decision to say to hell with stressing out over witty-but-not-‘sexy’ Halloween costumes and just wear all black and invest in a badass complex Venetian mask. I’ve got a flimsy cardboard one from Ricky’s (oh, college photos) — though it’s proving to be a bit complex finding a nicer, more complex one than that that isn’t custom-made and several hundred dollars, so I think I may just resort to breaking out the Arlene’s Tacky Glue and some rhinestones.  Now if only I can get trapped in a snowglobe with some goblins and David Bowie somewhere…

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