Dollah Make Me Hollah:


Or a stuffed pig.
That I made into a purse.


Ah am the Grand Supreme Sweet Potato Queen, y’all!


This is mah pig. His name is Gliiiitzy, and he would lahk you to respek his life choices.


Photo by Beth Shemely

Y’ALL. Ah went to another parrrrrty, and there wuz these TWO IMPOSTERING BIIIIITCHES. That one on the right kept trying to EAT MAH POOR GLITZY. *hair flip*

Get Rid of Your Becca; Seriously, She is Revolting:


I can’t breathe, and I have an alien gargling in my nose,
but hey, I still managed to reserve a moving truck,
order lights for the reception,
change my haircut appointment,
pack the last of my books,
and reserve a block of hotel rooms for the wedding.

Oh, and I managed to glue approximately 5.1 gazillion rhinestones
onto my Halloween costume.

Sick bitches get shit DONE, y’all.


Or something like that.


Yes. Yes, I do. But with slightly more hair.

Donner, Party of Two:


Ding Dong!


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Untitled, a photo by amanderbear on Flickr.

More pictures from the MacAbree Manor Party!


donners by amanderbear
donners, a photo by amanderbear on Flickr.


Photobooth12 by amanderbear
Photobooth12, a photo by amanderbear on Flickr.


Photobooth31 by amanderbear
Photobooth31, a photo by amanderbear on Flickr.




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Untitled, a photo by amanderbear on Flickr.


With The Roommate and The Greenholt as Medusa and Mythbuster:


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Untitled, a photo by amanderbear on Flickr.


All photos courtesy of Amanda Dague

Happy All Hallow’s!


I never can figure out where that apostrophe goes.
Is that Hallow singular, and singularly possesses this eve?
Is there more than one Hallow, which would make it “Hallows'”?



But the Boyo came along with my crazy costume brain,
and we were a raging success at the MacAbree Manor party:


O, Pioneers!.


No one else was game for a group costume,
so we went as “Donner, Party of Two”, complete with bibs and a Jell-O heart
(I put blue raspberry vines in it to look like veins! Simulacra!)
that we messily devoured for the photobooth.


We’ll have more photos forthcoming!

This is Halloween:


Paraphrased Conversation with Boyo:


“I just wish I could find that severed nose.”



“Oh, I’m missing a kidney and an eyeball, too! Damn!”

“You know, I think you just use Halloween as an excuse to be gross.”

“That’s not true! The heart I picked up today is really cute!”


“I hate October.”

So I Promised these Pictures in October:

And…um…here they are?

This was my crazy project of hot glue and leaves and the staying up all night:

Baba Yaga‘s Hut

I made a 2D model of Baba Yaga and placed it so you could see her silhouette through this window. Creepy.

Do you know how hard it is to find branches that bend the same way???

The roof lifts up so I can replace the battery-powered flickering lights inside.

See the Chicken Feet?


There’s a funny story behind those Chicken Feet.

they’re real.

Cooked for six hours in the oven and coated in decoupage,
but very real.

I walked into an Asian Market and asked if they carried chicken feet.
(you know, like you do)
The gentlemen looked at me, and said, “Shikahn Fee? Wha ah Shikahn Fee?”

I kinda made motions with my hands to indicate scratching,
“Um. They’re. You know. Chicken? Feet?”
*scratch scratch*

“You draw for me.”

“OH! You mean Shikahn PAW!”

And apparently I did, because they sent me home with a dozen of them.

ps (for a sense of scale, Baba’s Hut is about two feet high by three feet wide.)

pps (In my head, it was only a couple of inches tall.)

ppps (I have no sense of proportion, people.)

The Best Dog Costume EVAH

From The Dooce, naturally:

My favorite piece of this is the circle of modesty.

My Day So Far:

It is 11:30 in the morning.

Becca has not gone to sleep yet,
on account of the fact that she,
once again,
had an AWESOMERAD idea for Halloween decor
that HAD to be executed in neverasmuchtimeassheneeds.

I have cleaned up two passive-agressive shits from DammitDog,
one “I didn’t want to poop outside, so I’magonna poop in the corner instead” from The Corgi,
fifty gazillion seeds from maple pods in my hair, down my bra, in my shorts,
two hot glue burns (tho’ not even close to the Emissary of Satan Burn),
tuned out the rantings of one creepy neighbor,
and have watched two movies.

I have not started on my costume yet,
and my party is tonight.

Next year?

I start working on Halloween decor in AUGUST.

And bright ideas that come around in the beginning of October?

I’ll write you down and tuck you away for NEXT YEAR.

ps (yes, pictures are forthcoming of the Project that Would Not Sleep)

Vote! Vote! Like a Baby Stoat!

I can’t decide who I want to be for Halloween.

My first idea,
since we’re going with a literary theme this year,
was to be Emily Dickinson,
‘coz she’s all kinds of rad,
and then I remembered that Dickinson requires Victorian garb…
which is a trifle hard to throw together from the thriftstore.

(and believe it or not, i actually don’t have any Victoriana in my costume wardrobe…i must have some sort of illness.)

my faithful readers,
I need your super valuable input of inputtiness.

Here are the options I’m pondering (pinky):

1) Ophelia

Pretty dress! Crazy lady!

2) The Lady of Shalott

(I have these three different ideas for her…all of them by Waterhouse,


The sleeves would be the hardest part, I think...


Do you s'ppose that's a nautical-themed pashmina afghan?


Different hair and slightly different gown from the Mothereffing Boat Shalott

3) Circe

Oh, surprise!
More JW Waterhouse! 😉

I love this painting--I wonder if I could attach a sea monster to my dress, make it follow me around all night?

(and no, i would *not* have my right boob exposed, thankyouverymuch)

4) La Belle Dame Sans Merci

O what can ail thee, knight at arms!

Giant poppy patterned dress! GLURG.

5) Pandora

Naturally, I would *have* to have a box to carry about.

6) Le Frou Frou

Okay, okay, she's not *technically* a literary character...but she's on the cover of a literary magazine! ...fine. i just like her dress...

7) Ozma

Simple, lovely, art nouveau.

More ideas for Ozma:

I would probably make a decorative outer girdle for this, 'coz I'm not fond of the mumu thing.

Everybody listens to a Queen in Red. I'm just sayin'.

What do you all think?
I have a favorite of my own,
but I could easily be persuaded by the democracy of y’all.

I will be using thriftstores and the fabric district to shop for all materials…
And apparently,
I need to get me a long wig.


(this post fueled by Trader Joe’s Gorgonzola Crackers, sweetandfancymoses)