New Year’s Eve

So this is what I’m doing on New Year’s Eve.

I’m so excited. This is one of our favorite bands, and when we usually see them, we’re in an Irish Pub somewhere, drinking Smithwicks out of a plastic cup and wearing jeans and t-shirts, so I’m super excited to see what a black-tie Scythian concert is going to be like.

Plus… costumes! I love costumes, and I’ve always wanted to go to a masquerade ball… ever since I saw Labyrinth at an impressionable age.

May I have this dance?
And then creepily hypnotize you and steal your baby brother?

And of course, I’m going to be spending a lot of time thinking about what to wear to this shindig. A few of my ideas:

1. A storm. (I actually have a great costume for this).

2. A water sprite. (Ditto.)

3. A dryad. (I’d have to make a costume.)

4. Old reliable: the dark angel. (Except, I feel like I’ve already been there, done that.)

5. Mrs. Coulter. (Pluses: Glamorous, plus I already have a golden monkey. Minuses: might be a bit obscure if I can’t convince SB to go as Lord Asriel, and that outfit just is as much fun, what with the toting around of the giant snow leopard all night, and besides, I’m pretty sure he’d rather be Lee Scoresby anyway…)

6. The Snow Queen. (Wearing my wedding dress… again! W00t!)

Okay, that’s as far as I’ve gotten. I’m sure we’ll be brainstorming more this afternoon, though.