Naughty Boys, Lucky Bags, and Karl’s Lovely Wig
And so the brother (he who used to love jam sandwiches more than life itself) is married. Saturday's celebratory fancy dress part-tay was a raucous, riotous and rewarding affair. Particularly for me, as I scored a magnificent triumph in the "Most Disturbing" category.
My prize was a very lovely Halloween (Un)Lucky Bag and my enthusiasm was not dampened by the knowledge that I myself had bought it earlier the same day (for 1 Euro). I'd expected it to contain amusing and mega-cheap mank but the contents actually represent serious value for money. Behold (and click to enlarge).
The jewel in the…er…bag is obviously the delightful skeleton keyring. A fitting trinket for the Día (de los Muertos) that was in it.
The prize-winning rig-outfit I'd assembled was simple, effective and deadly. An old lady frock, an old lady wig, and a giant blood-stained old lady knife. The result – that lovable ol' rogue Norman Bates dressed as his mother.
The excellent (and unnerving) old lady wig was, somewhat unexpectedly, advertised as…well…something else entirely. While wig devotees will, of course, instantly recognise it as a Widmann "Karl" Party model the rest of us might benefit from some documentary evidence.
What in the name of Mrs. Bates' pickled & preserved corpse is the "Karl" look supposed to capture/represent? Part Steven Seagal; Part geisha; Part The Bold and the Beautiful; All bonkers.
November 6, 2008