The Queen of Venice and The Mystery of the Disappearing Boy
Boy am I glad I bought that mask!
I'll tell you more tomorrow. I'm sleepy and I have to try to get these crazy eyelashes off now.
No more Halloween...nitey nite.
xo
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Update 10/1/07 9:59am PST: The editorial staff of TangoBaby would like to apologize for publishing the Halloween image of a certain male sitting next to the woman in the photo. Even though that certain somebody looked exceptional in his costume.
Due to issues of National Security, we have been requested by the Ministry of Truth to replace the previous photo with the one you see here. This is the correct photo.
The photo editor of TangoBaby has been fired due to this indiscretion. We have hired another photo editor who looks exactly like her but will do a much more professional job.
Thank you.
PS. If you were one of the lucky few to see the original photo, consider the experience to be the equivalent of having seen a Unicorn. Also, please know that you may be placed under house arrest for an indeterminate amount of time.
Thank you.
11 comments:
How stunning are YOU!!!!
Dear Johanna,
Awww...thank you! I got a few compliments on my mask. ;-)
But now you will have to be placed under house arrest. See updated post.
xoxo
I'm confused... is that you in the new photo then? I didn't see the first one.
So no house arrest for me, ha ha...!
Dear Tina,
Yes, that is me. But in a previous photo that was confiscated by shadowy intelligence agencies, I had a male consort who has *pouf* vanished! (Boy, I'm starting to write like Nuit now.)
So, you are correct. You will not have to live under house arrest.
Hope your pumpkin extravaganza was wonderful!
TB,
Didn't realize I was peeking at a secret in the matter of national security this morning.
My memory is now rather short term due to the late night partying. And the extreme tight tall hat resembling the tree of moringa, which was about two feet high and made of a couple of steel wires, had undoubtedly killed a good amount of my braincells.
So my recollection of the first photo is, to say the least, vague. Therefore, house arrest is not warranted.
ok now I get it... :-0
You're gorgeous! Great mask...
The pumkin dinner was delish, and my skin has not turned orange. :-) yay.
i never got to wear my mask this year. perhaps for carnivale, if i'm not in BsAs, we can meet again in venice??
you look gorgeous!!! that mask was created for you. and ofcourse you had to get it! you hung up on poor coleen, and dropped your cell phone when you saw it with me in that shop!
;)
and what about the skirt? are we allowed to see a photo of that ~ or is that a security breach too?
TB, you know I'm already under house arrest :-)
TJ,
What is a tree of moringa? It sounds like an instument of torture that could also be used in the garden.
The editors of TangoBaby will try to put in a good word for you with the authorities regarding your impairment.
You have about 100 million brain cells so it's okay if you delete a few on Halloween. Hope you had a blast!
Tina,
Gosh, you made me blush. Thank you.
I once worked with a woman who went on a raw foods diet. She ate so many carrots that over the course of a few weeks, she really did turn a strange golden color. It was very unattractive. You would have to have eaten an entire patch of pumpkins to turn orange. BTW, Zia makes a fantastic pumpkin enzyme mask (I used to work for them.)
Nuit,
You know that shop made us both crazy. I'm so glad we went berserk together. But for the record, I really didn't hang up on her! Or maybe I did...it was kind of a feeding frenzy in there. I do remember dropping the phone, though.
If not BA, and not Venice, then it must be Paris! I have a hankering for foie gras and pigs feet. And a ride on the Canal St. Martin. And...!
Ms. Wellspring,
I did take a picture of the skirt but now I'm afraid it would be anticlimactic. I'll have to consider it.
Johanna,
Oh my dear...I didn't mean it like that!
:-(
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Kisses to all of you. Thank you for liking my mask! I felt VERY fancy. I also got a Bellini, too, for old times sake.
Hello it's me, Eleanor. I've launched myself into the blogosphere.
(I didn't get this name from your hedgehog discussion. I'd had it in mind for a while. The idea of me being shy and prickly but somehow endearing makes my friends laugh.)
Masks are a Good Thing. I had to decide what to wear to a halloween-themed milonga last week! Anything that made me less than glamorous would defeat the purpose of going, but a fancy owl mask made of feathers and a big glittery spider brooch at least made it seem I was making an effort. And everything else black. And I got some decent dances, too.
I took the mask off for dancing because it would have tickled and one man who I dance with a lot said it frankly scared him.
I'm going to blog about tango among other things, so I'd love it if you threw me a comment or two about your own experiences.
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