Sunday, October 28, 2007

post 388. then, twelve people walked in dressed as the cast of arrested development.

b to the e hosted a costume party out in hip williamsburg, where there were many ghouls, but even more awesome dresser-uppers. and, yes, like i just said, somewhere around 10:30, 11:00 pm twelve people showed up dressed as the cast of arrested development. the guy who played buster bore a chilling resemblance, and george-michael was especially well-versed in talking just like george-michael. as he left, he told me in that nervous, wobbly voice, "i might use you as a reference for my college application." good times.

leah is the famous twenties actress louise brooks.

these two brothers decided to come as...well...isn't it obvious?

parz, having returned from performing a show out in long island, looks on as people rummage through his apartment, occasionally shouting, "go bills!"

this gentleman had my second favorite costume of the night: tom hanks' character in cast away.


this, however, took the cake: chris is h.i. mcdunnough, from raising arizona. brilliant.

having no money in my first week of new york city living, i wasn's about to go out and create my dream guise as billy argo of the boy detective fails. so, after hearing b to the e on the phone saying, quite clearly, that "it's a costume party," i was planning on going to the party with a fake moustache.

but then, a stroke of genius. are you, like myself, tall and have a suit, and need a quick costume? well, create an awkward moment between you and your new roommate by asking him if you can borrow his girlfriend's red nail polish, get a toothpick, and draw a light scar on your left eye. then pomade or hair spray or gel or molding paste your hair down, but give a decisive curl that hangs over your right eye. put on your suit, and boom - james bond, the book version. no tux. just a suit. tell people you work for universal exports. look at me: don't i have cruel eyes? don't i look less like roger fucking moore and more like hoagy carmichael?

hmph. no wonder one of the krewe of arrested development asked, "are you the mayor of san francisco?"