October 26, 2004
This Halloween costume ...
... was a job for two. It was just at the time of the Woody Allen - Soon Yi brou-haha, and so Mitchell and I went to a Halloween party dressed as Woody Allen and Mia Farrow. There are a couple of funny things to note here (we got SO into our costumes, they are highly detailed).
-- I dressed as frumpy and as "passive-aggressively" as possible. I had baby toys in all my pockets, and I carried a rag doll.
-- Now onto Mitchell: First of all: notice his frozen horrified face. I think that may be favorite part.
But also note:
-- Mitchell is carrying Crime and Punishment. Woody is a Dostoevsky freak, but also - at that time in his life - the title of the book seemed quite a propos.
-- But the creme de la creme is the bookmark. Mitchell found a semi-erotic photograph of Geisha girls, and placed it in Crime and Punishment as a bookmark. I couldn't even look at that darn book, with the Geisha girls peeking out from the pages, without guffawing with laughter.
Sadly, mortifyingly: the party we had been invited to turned out NOT to be a costume party. Only this hadn't been made clear to us. I mean, Jeez, the party was a "Halloween party". Now ... wouldn't you assume that this meant "wear costumes" as opposed to "wear evening gowns"? We showed up, looking like that, and were confronted by a crowd of guys wearing suits, and women wearing small black sheaths and open-toed shoes.
To add another level of mortification to it: Even though Mitchell and I look TERRIBLE, it is not immediately apparent that these are, in fact, costumes. I mean, it's not like we showed up as giant Pepsi cans or something. These actually could be our real clothes. If we were clueless slobs, that is. So ... the first 10 minutes of the party ... he and I were surrounded by the glammed-out crowd ... saying to everyone we came across, "No ... we don't really dress like this ... this is a costume ... we're Woody Allen and Mia Farrow ..."
