For about 4 years now,I have made it a point to attend Halloween costume parties.That was since I realized trick or treating was no longer for me. Last year, I was an afro girl with orange hair, the year before that at Mag:Net I was a rocker and the year before at the Cream ball, I sported a masquerada mask.this year I came as an overfed dementor from harry potter with a costume I dug up from the office stockroom.
I’d drag my sabi work family down to these parties each year,this year they were a no show but a new workmate came down to party and so did my bestfriend angela. while we were gettin’ ready for the party,I was certain we were gonna be hailed by makati avenue cops cuz of what angela decided to come as. Luckily, the closest thing to a cop we got close to was a 6 foot 5 french gay guy in a security guard uniform. And the biggest hassle were a couple of english guys who caught up with us while smoking outside the club.the fryers were in attendance, save for swissy,art and ces. My fave so far was toti’s Homer Simpson get up, boy am I glad cyril did not come as the blood-filled sanitary napkin or worse than that. Fairies,vegetables,dolls, monsters,wizards,devils,angels,yakuzas,cadavers and things dancing blissfully to great music made it look like all was right in the world.
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