This post is dedicated to my pal Salinger. If you don't know already, Salinger's Mom has constructed the the most humiliating Halloween costume for him to wear.
Poor Sal. Talk about jackassery.
So Mom comes home with this get up yesterday.
Now granted, I am not dressed as a poop factory, but rest assured this princess costume is humiliating. Not for the reasons you may think. I like dressing up. It's fun. But this costume came from a discount store *gasp*.
I wear only the finest couture or hand made costumes.Ones that require thought, talent and creativity.
This rag was only six dollars, and it was 50% off!
Mom is the bargain hunter, not me.
Let her dress up in some off the rack cast off if she wants, but I will not be wearing this thing after this fitting.
The only reason I have agreed to allow her to post this atrocity is to support my poor friend Salinger.
No offense intended towards those of you who dress up in store bought costumes.
It's just me.
After this rant, Mom better get started on my costume for the Spooky Sunflower Party.
I am not dressing as a sunflower again. It's been done.
Besides, a couple of petals were sticking out of a bag on our ride home from the pug social, so I chewed them.