Whitney and I found it difficult to circus in the snow. But at least we were dressed appropriately for attempting to run amok down soppy sidewalks, through gusts of slush. Attempting. It turned into a night of bedroom dancing and photo shooting, and all of this sober. Oh, well.
On Monday I was lazy and threw together this doll costume, which I ended up liking just as much as the Pierrot outfit. I've got a job at an ESL school now (of course, yeah) and all the students and staff were partying all through Halloween. My students from Eastern Europe and Russia told me I looked like a wooden nesting doll.