But I did upload some photos from my iPhone which is, apparently, my only camera now. Here's what you've been missing.
Sam with Half Fat Face:
Ben Posing on Stairs with Strange Cut-Out Props that Showed Up at my House After a Block Party:
Your guess is, strangely, as good as mine concerning the origins of these cut outs. It must be noted, however, that with these three figures you have the makings of every timeless morality tale ever told.
I call this "So Much Better When She's Asleep in a Hamper:"
And finally, here's an image that is somewhat freakish and yet alluring at the same time in a "Nerak" sort of way:
This conglomeration from our costume box has a rich and storied past. Around her neck is a baby blue tennis skirt bought for me by Christian when we were dating, but never worn. Atop that, a tweed peplum--an integral part of my sister's homemade Sherlock Holmes costume circa 1978. Ellen wears the silky pink pantaloons of a genie costume I wore when I was 5, completely unrecognizable to children of the Jasmine era. The wig is from Maggie's Zelda mash-up 2 years ago. The single red glove? An Isotoner. And on her head is a hat given to me by my mother who overestimated my capacity to pull off looks inspired by Diane Keaton. I wore that hat. Without irony. (Sad, isn't it?)
I think Ellen has the skin tone to pull off blond.

