I’m Bacon! Pleased to meat ya!
Last night’s Halloween party at Forbidden Island was a hoot — the place was packed with lots of fun people in some really great costumes. My personal favorite was Thayer’s — she was a scarily accurate Crazy Cat Lady, with a dozen or so cats in her arms and trailing behind her, and a delightfully disturbed and disheveled appearance. I think that if she’d been eligible for the costume contest, she would have won, it was awesome. There was also a mermaid, a Napolean Dynomite zombie, a space cadet, a devil, a ghostly undead groom and bride, a pregnant nun and a very naughty looking priest, a spider couple, Wednesday Addams, bride of Frankenstein, an adorkable sf movie nerd, a tiki or two, and a couple of Scottish clown doctors. The Jab DJed a great set — he was dressed as an early-’80s hip-hop DJ (he had some fly Adidas on), and the end of the evening segued from great old monster tunes to a full early-’80s hip-hop set.
For one glorious evening, I got to be bacon. The candy of the meats. I’m not entirely clear what inspired me to be bacon — the idea popped into my head on the way home from Forbidden Island last Wednesday, and by Saturday afternoon I’d finished turning two big sheets of foam, some glue & spray paint into a whole new taste sensation of a costume. You want an instant self-esteem booster — just go out dressed as everyone’s favorite breakfast meat. Everyone loves bacon, and they all want to show it. No one was able to resist at least saying “bacon!” excitedly under their breath as they passed by me, but most folks wanted a bit more, some even trying to lick or bite me. Thankfully, I thought ahead and brought a bag of bacon to hand out to the masses — I couldn’t send people into a savory frenzy and then not deliver the goods.
- Halloween at Forbidden Island [Humuhumu's Life in Photos]
- DJ Jab at Forbidden Island – every 3rd Tuesday! Plus Halloween! [Tiki Central]