So my office had a costume contest. The showing was mediocre, but better than years past. Just wanted to share with you all my big win. I won the iPod shuffle first prize for my version of a chicken. I have been molting all over the office all day. Keep in mind, that the costume is much better with its counterpart, Colonel Sanders, but seeing as though Mick and I work in different offices, that was unlikely. I did it myself…and we will shine this evening together. Better pictures not taken on my iPhone to follow after tonight. Yah..I won a shuffle, and already have an iPhone and a 30gig iPod. It will be my workout friend? A re-gift? Anyway…it was cool to win.
This is my chicken....will become more flushed out this evening.
these are my feet.
this is Mick at work.
Mick came in tied for 3rd….won some coffee.
Just wait till you see it together…especially with Brody rocking his Chicken attire.
Friday is Halloween, and our company is having a Halloween themed potluck and costume contest. Where is the line drawn as far as work appropriate costumery? Is it where I feel comfortable? Or is it thinking I have a shot at winning an iPod shuffle and coming in my “sexy” outfit.
Halloween is a time where every girl feels like they can do “sexy” costumes. Sexy nurses, sexy Alice in Wonderland, sexy cops, etc. I’m usually the anti-sexy costume. Usually I do, ragdolls, bags of skittles, dead Beauty Queens, but this year…people may view my costume to be “sexy” even though I’m not really trying to be.
Im going to go as a chicken. Apparently a sexy chicken because it involves a petticoat, tights and a tubetop. Minimal clothes make for a sexy costume. Is it acceptable to let my work see my ass in tights under a petticoat? I honestly dont think so. Should I modify the chicken costume to be work appropriate? Im wearing a hat. A chicken hat. So basically my costume is going to be me as a chicken with a chicken hat on my head…thats a whole lot of chicken.
So, do I come as a chicken, or save it till the evening. My other option for daytime at the office is wearing an oversized hockey jersey stained with real blood (thanks to Mick’s hockey playing days), and give myself a black eye with makeup. Likely wont win me a shuffle, but I might save some face.
Thoughts? I know, these are big issues.