Booo Humbug!

For Halloween I decided to be a Latina Beauty Queen. Let's just say it involved fake eyelashes, a bad-ass pair of spanx (those who don't know what spanx are...consider yourself lucky) and lips outined in dark brown with a light pink filler. At the end of the day, I couldn't take the pain of my undergarments, so I changed into my street clothes and walked home leaving only remnants of my costume on...just my plastic crown and gaudy eyelashes. At a stoplight a guy in a van pulled up to the curb and coooed, "Hey Pretty Princess...", so I responded with, "Hey creepy guy in 'The Silence of the Lambs' van." Everyone on the sidewalk waiting for the light to turn laughed. He did not. Instead he yells, "I was talking about your costume, bitch." All I could think to say was, "That's no way to talk to a Princess!!!" The lesson here is never underestimate the classiness of bad lipliner or the men who find that type of look attractive.