With the exception of Viola, whose name and likeness I won't likely ever forget, I couldn't tell you the rest of these people's names if my life depended on it.
Grant, Frank and Nina. Frank took one of those "fake butt" things, cut out eye holes, glued wig-hair all over it, attached a strap-on dildo, and transformed his entire head into a giant cockn'balls. I'm not really sure what the Star Trek shirt had to do with anything...
Magnum Motherfucking P.I.! (P.I. = Pimped Investigator, bee-eye-atch!) This shot was taken at my place right before we left for the party. I chose to pose in front of the Hawaiian mural that covers that back wall of our Tikki Living Room.
Nina, Grant and Viola. Grant's horns came off because he was so fervently making out with Nina...see how she's missing make up and he's got white shit all over his face? Where's her hand anyway? Jesus!
Vin was going to wear a suit and tie with horns and tell everyone he was a "Handsome Devil" which we thought would be pretty smooth. But in typical Vin fashion, he decided last minute to instead dress up as "A Chef." (Huh?) We told him that "A Chef" wasn't a very good costume. So here he decided he was going to go as "The Angry Chef." (Now that's more like it!)
When he got to the party, most people there gave him weird looks as if they were wondering who the guy was who got off of work from the restaurant and came right to the party without putting on a costume. Needless to say, Vin didn't stay at the party very long.
Grant, dressed up as Pan (the horny god of Baccanalia, appropriately enough) and Nina dressed up as a wood-nymph (they were supposed to be from a Midnight Summer's Dream).
Me with Viola as a Fembot. (Sweet Jesus.) You know, I would normally think that any girl who dressed up in an Austin Powers-related costume in the year 2001 was corny. But for some reason, I thought Viola pulled it off.
Growing despondent after almost 2 hours in the costume store, Josh finally gave up on coming up with a really creative inexpensive costume and instead opted to drop some serious pocket lettuce on the Official Star Wars™ Princess Leia costume. Here we see him striking a "frightened Leia" pose in my apt's front room. (and yes, that is a giant metal slide in the background. Don't ask.)
