All it takes is a little Time

My Love for photography fell slightly dormant after being overwhelmed with the what it takes to be in the real world. This is not to say I never wanted to, I even bought a kick ass camera. But, with the arrival of my little sister Jenna who is brimming with creativity and most importantly time; I have regained faith in myself behind the camera. She dragged me out the other night, and this is what happened:

OBAMA

Playing Dressup

I love Halloween because it is the black sheep of the holidays. It is a sick twisted tradition that allows everyone to let their inner freak out. I find it to be not only insanely entertaining, but also slightly therapeutic. We celebrate the dead, the unnatural, the scary, and the sluty: May the devil bless it! This year I spent my prehalloweeny as Star from Reno at the Slide Bar in Fullerton to see the boys I love: The PRICKS. We also shook our booty’s to Beardo, and has an all around kick ass time. I think we ended up at Casidys??













I was so hung over on Friday that I had to eat two bagels to even stay alive, and then spent the rest of the day on the futon. Kevin and I would have won had we entered a costume contest. He was the living and breathing PRICKS skull in a marriachi jacket, and I was corpse bride. I did our make-up and got the dress at an antique store, and I was hardly recognizable. I am sorry if I scared anyone...