come blow your horn

Saturday was Mark Casey's tenth annual Post Holiday Blues Party, and there were plenty of Little Boy Blues. Well, actually there were very few "little" boys. This year had a loosely-suggested Arabian Nights theme, which lent itself to shirtless costumes rather easily. A natural tendency for most of this crowd, and they look good doing it.

This is a costume-required party, and after ten years, you'd better bring it.



Wilson, our host Mark, and RMJ
I however, was not Arab-esque (so to speak). I am, as are the host and his BFF Bill George, a HUGE fan of The Venture Bros. Bill does an impression of one of the henchmen that makes me pee my pants.

So for Mark and Bill, I spent several weeks and too much money crafting a Blue Monarch costume. (The Monarch is the arch villain in The Venture Bros.)

Here's what the Monarch (behind the henchmen) usually looks like.


I interpreted it in blue, complete with battery-powered neon light breastplate. And my GOD did the wings take forever to craft.

I also fashioned wrist shooters like the monarch that shot suction-cup darts. Fun.

I was sorely disappointed that I could not get my glittered giant eyebrows/antennae to adhere to my face. Handfulls of spirit gum could not hold it, and we almost resorted to hot glue.

I had asked Jorge to help me make some hip boots then dismissed that project as no one ever gets to looking below the chest as it is so crowded during the party. I can only think there was some unconscious remembrance of my Monarch costume request as Jorge and his crowd--who were planning to be out of town and only changed their plans to attend at the last minute--all wore blue monarch costumes with child-costume blue butterfly wings and crowns and went as monarchs. As much as I would have loved to have saved all the time and effort of crafting my wings, mine did look awesome (and superior :).



Jorge



Ron and Sean Ray
Bryan Michaels is one of my favorite people in the world, but we do not hang out all that much together outside of Sundance. He may be my new best costume buddy (not that Kevin has gotten all partnered and never comes out to play anymore). I went over to Bryan's beforehand to help him get ready, which meant spraying his head with blue dye and hairspray and covering it in glitter.

The resulting look was pretty awesome.

Bryan went as GayMan, recruiter of youngsters! Complete with note cards to hand out with different lists/reasons to convert to being gay.

It's not everyone who can pull off a lycra body suit.

It was a fun and crazy night, but the mixture of boozes and jello shots made for a painful Superbowl Sunday morning. Shilpa called to tell me how awesome the photos looked. "I haven't posted them yet." "They're all over Facebook."

And they are. Most people put their photos on Facebook. I have a set on Flickr, as does BJ.



Winnie Baygo and Me
There's not too much more to say. The photos pretty much speak for themselves. Although I wish I had taken more photos of the candy boys. There was some tasty blue at this party I'll tell you.



And props to Anthony, a personal trainer with a superhero build who never goes shirtless as he finds it tacky, who brought it with the clever as the Turban Cowboy.


And I loved that Aretha's hat made an appearance too!

Oh yeah, you can flick through the photos on Flickr and Facebook, but for a certain set of regular readers/revelers, I have to share that Robert the handsome bartender from Christmas tended bar at the Blue party as well.


And thankfully dressed appropriately for both occasions.