Happy Dios De Los Muertos! As I type this, I'm sitting in my kitchen having just scarfed down two breakfast tacos from
Taco Joint and am making my way through my second cup of coffee. I was a zombie yesterday. And I'm a zombie this morning (which I guess is appropriate for DDLM). But with
no less makeup on my face/neck/arms/legs. I'm still rocking dark circles under my eyes. Oh Halloween, you're a harsh mistress.
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If you're strapped for cash and don't want to spend $40 on a Halloween costume, the zombie look is for you. Just run over some old clothes with your car and slap some cheap white/black/gray makeup on your face and you're ready to go! |
Yesterday started innocently enough: at work. Buuuut there just happened to be a Bloody Mary and mimosa bar in an empty cubicle. And Jell-O shots. Lots of Jell-O shots. I was proud of myself: I only had a Solo cup of champagne (filled up about a quarter of the way) and one Jell-O shot. I should explain... The company I work for is big on celebrations and
Halloween is the biggest. Which is pretty awesome, albeit exhausting.