nothing new or exciting here. stayed up too late talking to laura & addressing her birthday gift. this seems to be average of my days, recently. though it's amazing how being friends with her has created structure in my day and my emotional personality, it's starting to feel a little like being in love with jon sheebish- i just want to talk on the phone way more than i can afford, and certainly more than i want my mother to know about. but really i can't whine, as cell phones mean no long distance, free after 8 and all weekends.
anyway, there was more of my weekend than that. did i type about my LAME vogue experience on saturday? i called pam and she said, "you should draw first, then swatch. don't listen to frances. she does it so funny." well, thanks. that really helps me now. but then we made plans to get together yesterday morning.
when i got to her house she was still wearing her eyeball pj pants and her husband mike was wiping sleepies out of his eyes. i thought we'd wax my hair first, but then mike offered to drive me to vogue. SCORE! he sat in the car reading harry potter while pam gave me moral support and helped me find suitable substitutes. we were hungry at this point, so pam suggested we go down to devon for lunch. udupi palace was closed, but we went to tiffin's sunday buffet- yummy! i feel bad, living so close to devon, that i haven't had indian food since i bought it for my movers. then, since we were so close, we dropped the fabric off at my house. then back to theirs... irving park takes just as long in a car as on a bus... ugh!
it seemed silly to crawl the whole way accross the city to get to pam's house again knowing i'd soon be crawing back on the bus. but fantasy headquarters had been so hyped, and i was having NO luck finding wigs online. so off we went!
it is beyond just a "halloween store." we entered into the wig room, with hundreds and hundreds of wigs on little heads up and down the aisles. real wigs that looked like hair, clown wigs, purple and pink and everything else wigs. and then there were thousands and thousands of wigs in bags on the walls. we found a nice granny wig for eileen and kate, and had a much harder time finding something good in white for mammy. finally mike found somehting long and straight that hopefully tom will help me braid up and style. south of the wig room was the mascot room, and you could see the parade animals heads lined creepily up on the walls, but we didn't go in. we continued north, the next room being long and tall and skinny, and the walls were filled with shelves and shelves of masks, neatly organized up to the ceiling. monsters, celebrities, everything.
but we went right through and into hats, where the nice girl found me a lovely leprachaun bowler. i wanted to continue looking, though. so i didn't pay for it right away. the makeup counter is fabulous- all kinds of ben nye stuff. gallons and gallons of stage blood. there was a shelf of mustaches and beards. little ones, big ones, blond ones, black ones, caterpillars and handlebars... and then my fave- the false eyelash display! every color of the rainbow, every density of black, glitter or non. lame or hair. they had these great ones that instead of a string on the eye, had rhinestones. so it's like false eyelashes with rhinestone eyeliner. and, there's much more space to put the glue- they look much more stable and less fragile. we explored the specialty costumes, and then chatted with a columbia student who pam knows who coordinates rentals. finally, as i bought my hat, pam and mike browsed the party supplies. the orange and black napkins, the spiderweb that glows under blacklight, the skull funnel. it was so much fun- who more appropriate to go to fantasy headquarters with than the goth and the pirate? pam used to work there, and she says it's just fun to shop. working there takes all the joy out of halloween and christmas.
anyway, after i came home, i had just enough time to wash the dishes and eat dinner before it was time to head over to ch's. he's been all addicted to listening to KCRW's morning becomes eclectic interviews on his real player. so i went over to listen to the radio, and i took my risk since i've had such a hankering to play. jack played too, but ch beat us good. he'd conquered the world in an hour and a half!
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