Earlier this week, I was talking to Mark about the Romantic Times convention. Specifically, the costume requirements. the 2009 conference will be my first visit to the famous book event.
I'll tell you right now, I like to play make believe. But I'm usually far more likely to be the person who does color commentary on those who dress up.
But I figured at the very least, I could muster the energy to wear something fun for the vampire ball. After all, vamps are kind of my niche. To that end, I started research fangs. They're the cornerstone of any vamp costume and I figured it'd be pretty easy to just buy a pair, stick em on with some polygrip and --presto changeo--Jaye's a vamp.
Um, not so much. Seriously, the variety is mind-boggling. Should I go with the basic, economy version? Or shall I bling it up a bit with gold fangs with Swarovski crystal insets (for the urban undead)? Shredders? Sabers? Blue, green, red?
It's all very overwhelming. And I haven't even begun to think about the outfit.
You know Thanksgiving is coming up. I wonder what my family would do if I showed up with fangs. See? This whole fang issue is putting thoughts in my head. I'm having visions of me wearing them to PTA meetings or to the grocery store just to see how people react. On one hand, how awesome would it be to scandalize my uptight suburban neighborhood? On the other, maybe I have too much time on my hands if I'm daydreaming about wearing fangs to the car wash.
What say you?