Sometimes the things I say are misinterpreted. But I do love electrical tape. I always travel with a roll. It’s super handy, especially when I’m hiking and gear inevitably breaks. But I also love crafting with it. It’s strong, it’s flexible, it’s stretchy and it already matches my wardrobe. What’s not to love?
So when it came time to make a mask for last week’s masquerade party, I knew I needed more electrical tape. My buddy Dwayne, one of the repairdudes, came through with an extra roll for me. Whoo hoo! That’s the way to a girl’s heart. A roll of electrical tape! (At least this girl…)
I started my costume the day before the party, so it was not that elaborate. The body of it was a rush job involving two garbage bags and, yes, electrical tape, but I’m happy with the mask, fashioned from a cut up plastic sour cream container, piece of elastic and my beloved ET.
What was I? Ah, the perfect disguise for an introvert who went to the party just to support some co-workers performing a dance routine. I can’t hear at those kind of events, I don’t drink enough to get drunk and stupid, and if I have to talk to people, I want it to be about something interesting, not just party blather.
“Do you wanna beer?”
“Hey, how’s it going?”
“So, what’s your costume supposed to be?”
“Hey, glad to see you made it out-”
A lot of people got the reference, but many others didn’t, and a few people got rather vexed that no matter what they said to me, I squawked “Nevermore!” in reply.
It was wonderful.
And just because I loooooove my mask, here are a few more photos of it. If I was a Scharfrichter I’d totally want this for my mask. What’s a Scharfrichter? Well, more on that in my next post, which will have some big news. Big, big news. Thanks for reading.