NYE 2006 recap
It occurs to me that I never really wrote about New Year’s Eve. I figured it was hard to pass up such a photo opportunity, but apparently they thought I had enough eyes on me, already. :)
The crown was donated to me, at the party, the mask having been absconded with.
Amy did a bang-up job helping me create my costume out of nothing at all, while I gave her advice on preparing her Ms. Piggy nose. (That’s not Amy in that picture, by the way, it’s a nose-thief!) She slipped into a shiny red number with a deep neckline, and I slipped into a shiny red, yellow, and green monstrosity which drew attention like a hideously bright spotlight. *big grin* The mask really makes the costume, what with the googly eyes and blue glitter, and the token black feather. ;)
First stop was Dave & Benny’s! Buddy loved me up immediately, and I exchanged witty banter with Skippy, Benny, Wren, Wren’s roommate (who was quite the pop-culture font), Cain, and others. Jalapeno mead was passed about, and I was grinning at the looks people gave me – after all, I was the only person at that party who was costumed. Wren nearly passed out from my scritching ministrations, and Dave kept trying to get me into his room, alone – are we sure it wasn’t Jalapeno-Roofie mead he was drinking?
With a good hour of heinously funny bad anime under my belt (as well as the hilarious “re-dubbing”), it was time to hit the 812 party.
(Aside: In three weeks, there has been at least one occasion every week where I suffer through a bad cat allergy. First filming at Rik’s house, which equates to 16 hours of the worst pulmonary hell you’ve ever imagined, and then Christmas Eve at mom’s, where I had to spend a good 24 hours around a cat (which I’m no longer immune-tolerant to), and finally, 812. I keep trying to arrange a doctor visit, and something gets in the way every time. I survived through frequent visits to the great outdoors, which gave me a chance to wax philosophical with Ari’s dad. It was still an awesome party, but goddamnit, I’ve got to find a solution, or I’ll have to start making sacrifices. *eyes the cat and the knife* Errr… nuthin’.)
Twere too hot in my shinydom, so I impressed folk with my womanly skills of taking off my shirt underneath my other shirt… the only way to do it, if I didn’t want my costume to come undone. Meanwhile, I was both shiny and slippery, which meant I was a giant sparkly toy. *evil grin* People could say, “Look, shiny distraction!” and actually mean it.
Great moments include dancing in ari’s bellydancing room, the mekong song, good conversation all over the place… and what we tentatively called “The Tour.”
None of us really understand how it began, but The Great Belly/Breast Zerbert of 2006 was a priceless event, where myself, Alex and Tom (I believe that was his name) nobly sacrificed our knees and backs to “give the business” to a good 30-or-so partygoers over an impressive ten-minute period. Simultaneously. Pretty much everyone, guy and girl alike, giggled or laughed uproarously, and so it made my night. :)
Add that to the weekend which included Ari’s amazingly sexy bellydancing at Aladdin’s, chilling out at the Hayford House, Apples to Apples (I had to sacrifice my gold-plated pussy, damn it!), and my first taste of raw eel (Sushi-Ya), and I think 2006 started off with a fire in its pants.
Mental note. Install bellydancing room.
*big grin*
Also, I seem to recognise that clevage and chin….mainly the cleavage ;P