and the third post for the day...

so tonight, i'm hanging out in my room. there's a semi-formal for my residence going on, but since i never really got to know anyone in good old bennett house, i'm not attending. the only somewhat enticing thing about it was the occasion to get dressed up, so i decided to just do that by myself. so here i am, in my black dress and fur stole, wearing over-the-top red lipstick and blue eyeshadow, and listening to the cabaret soundtrack, wishing i lived in the jazz era. and also that the amelia earhart hat i knit on the way to new york made sense and resembled a hat.


"what good is sitting alone in your room? come hear the music play. life is a cabaret, old chum, come to the cabaret. put down the knitting, the books, and the broom. life is a cabaret, old chum, come to the cabaret!"

hmm.

(that's how i tried to do my makeup. it doesn't work so well on a small-featured ginger kid.)